painted in time #1
Drew my blinds tonight to look out at the world
The warm golden squares of living room lights
Patterned regularly on the canvas of the night
Dusky silhouettes pass over glass panes
Curtained dimensions
We inhabit boxes
Every one of us
Strangers
The city’s home on a Sunday night.
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