My Windows See
Do my windows see? my misery. Do they lament, and weep? for me
tears of rain
on window panes.
Baring Pain
on glass. That shatters. With me
from the outside in.
Will my Windows break. in. with Wind.
Will they downward bend to tend
to me
Will they see? From under dark blue eye. Lids. That shadow. me.
Shut up
they say
Inside.
Where no. one. here. Has Eyes to see.
Like My Windows
Baring Beauty. For me.
See.
They do. With eyes of blue.
My Windows See
From the outside. in.
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