Standing outside looking at the
tall apartment complexes at night…
the windows give you a peek into life…
some are open waiting for hope to move in
and others for despair to move out…
some show lit rooms with lives
filled with sleepless nights…
Some broken in recession pressures
await a magical fix…
Curled up bodies behind closed windows
might have the bottled aroma of
stress and fatigue from work…..
You can also feel piercing through
night’s silent whispers
one sided triumphs of love making…
and untold fiascoes slipping
into forced sleeps to battle snores…..
Behind some windows there are open eyes
staring into darkness just to deceive us outside
that all is fine inside…
that all is fine inside….