The Unwashed View
by Adrian
· 29/12/2025
Published 29/12/2025 14:08
The sun is a witness I didn't invite
to show me the grease and the soot and the blight.
The neighbor’s dog is a blur in the yard,
while looking through here is increasingly hard.
A thumbprint is stuck in the center of the pane,
a yellowing fossil of sweat and of stain.
The estate is a pile of ink on the wood,
and I haven't answered the way that I should.