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Poem: Watching Lives Through Windows

A fire escape is a misnomer
Sitting out here bare to the stars
I don’t feel like I’ve escaped
The fire that burns within
My chest beating with passion
Unrequited by the strangers
Moving through their lives
Awash in yellow fluorescent blush
Ignorant of those prowling
Along the outer walls bathing
In the white blue of the moon
Casting pale shadows
Like the grim specters
Moving on wings unseen
Passing unnoticed shades
Who see everything
Spoken to by no one

Copyright © 2021 TJS Sherman All rights reserved.


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