Shadow Window (poem)

Up up and outside

in the night,

through the window reflected by a 87Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXfpQtcScV5

window of the offices opposite is another apartment bedroom window

many men or boys crowd around in a small bedroom

shapes and forms lurching up and around and down, heaving and hauling

dust and murky, the details are withheld from eyes which may pry

by a fine sheen of wet aligning in beads

and lights

out out and darkness

in the night. 87Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡb91ihcNG2P

II.

Out out outside

men roaring doors banging, like police raid but not

nothing for them here. outside though

fucks thrown out of mouths by the water feature

screaming out and about for something or something

in a past life would have joined. somewhere deep down is still drawn

to that and that chaos, that flurrying hurrying burrowing bustle

all lights are out but mine.

III.

This is for no one to read

messages from shitty advertisers about their shitty talents

illustrators who don't read what they speak about.

these are words for the vacuum

these are words for no one

I hope no one finds this, no one reads these, you are not welcome here

you are not welcome here now.

IV.

I am drawn to that darker world, world of the past

which lasted about 2 years before I got real bad

and started having regular blackouts and darker still,

thoughts of things better not described

my own special plan for this world.

That's it. end.

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