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The Window Seat and Me

Excuse me Miss
I have no intention of harming your shade,
But the seat you left vacant for me is rather 
absent. 
Absent of roses I could finally romance into 
smelling, absent of yin that could relax urges that 
might present a stroke, 70 chapters later. 

For some esoteric reason, this seat you’ve 
manipulated into occupying until tomorrow’s 
departure seems stable;
It has no opposition in waiting. 
So please Miss, introduce your window seat to 
me, ever so kindly. 

You see the seat you offered in due time, does 
not welcome smiles. It’s cold, unfulfilling skin leaves 
me cautious; the torn fabric has failed my thoughts 
of safely time and time again. 

Hope won’t join my travels while married to this seat. 
I’m left contemplating questions of whether this 
is my sedentary companion for the next 100 years? 
But what is perhaps defined from amazing, is the 
glimpse you hold dominant in this seat. 

You’ve’ held this arrogant glow upon the leather, 
with no remorse for the penniless seat fillers. 
The carelessness of sight unvisited through the
multitude of generations is the lowest insult one
can fathom; with no refund offered as of yet. 
Miss, the window seat, please. 

You see, beyond the significant glory the seat
would offer, 
There is a silence of worries I wish to court, 
An everlasting view from peaceful quarters, that 
never warrants a superficial return. 
Specs without representation could meet their 
potential, among the tranquil armchair. 
That is why my passions advance today; for there 
is a retreat looming. 

Miss, I believe this is your exit. 
Remember, change pauses for nobody’s unanswered
why. The knowing is what you will reap later. 
Farewell, descending one. 

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  1. Date: 1/16/2015 11:43:00 AM

    hmmmm..........this poem is a heck of a write mi say jiril, i can feel you so dearly on this poem, we need more of this kind of write, for the world has passed a time of fantasy, nice write bravo richard
  1. Date: 1/11/2015 9:19:00 PM

    Beautiful and thought provoking. Change pauses...love it.

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