An Open Window

(Excerpt from “Totally Losing Face and Other Stories“)

 

There’s an open window on my right

And a closed door on my left

The sun is dipping

The sky’s an angry wild beast

My bird has taken flight

Chaos is in control

There’s an open window

Yes, an open window

Closing quickly

‘Bout to shut

I should’ve seen it coming

But was always too busy running

From here to there, going no where

But busy just the same

Busy just the same

Looking back, I see what I lacked

But now, do I have the knack

Or should I just accept my plight

Might have missed the flight

Because, there’s an open window

Letting the air out

And there goes your clout

A window screaming

Your mind is teeming

And you wonder why

And you want to fly

But does your pane

Contain a stain

Does your frame

Withstand the rain

There’s an open window

Shouting your name

There’s an open window

Screaming in vain

And the wind is loudly gusting

As the light

quickly

begins

to

flicker

and

wane.

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“An Open Window” is a poem in Hillel Groovatti’s book of short fiction entitled Totally Losing Face and Other Stories.