Window Poem by doug bentley

Window



there is a window.
more smudged human sweat

than stained proud visions
blake might have painted

but, for security
in this world of chaos

there's only separate realities

Saturday, August 11, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: perception
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doug bentley

doug bentley

Richmond, British Columbia, Canada
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