Prompt: Windowpane
Source: wandering_star_poetry (Instagram)
A windowpane
is never just a windowpane.
It’s a childhood habit:
every afternoon, sit by the closed windows
while the house snores away
and peer down at the world below
and imagine their lives, their stories.
I used to do it when I was bored,
I used to do it on rainy days,
I used to do it so I felt less alone.
But I never thought I’d do it every day.
Two and twenty nine suns and moons:
the windowpane became the whole world
fitted into thick black frames,
tinted just enough to hide me away.
It’s a childhood habit
turned into a mindless ritual:
perch atop a chair every afternoon,
sit by the closed window -
Maintain the distance -
and peer down at the world below
and imagine their lives, their stories.
A windowpane
is never just a windowpane.
