Evening appointments with my window

My urban window

the neighbor's brick wall opposes

least this, light and wind

not like some friends and their

ugly naked guy

yet so much in this frame

I keep gazing out

projections of my future

my internal thoughts

Come and go

there's also a story or two

patterns on the stucco

a maze of green moss

and unspeaking bricks

all witnesses of life lived

steaming fresh brew, a cup

water for my babies on the cill

time to get in touch with

kin or following, my self

it's a terrible soothsayer

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