Allow Me Poem by Tea Kawana

Allow me only to take a peek;
to turn; my feet, my body, my head,
to face the other direction.

Allow me only to open;
to place my fingertips on the sill,
to push it hard.

Allow me only to see,
to speak to them,
I promise not to touch.

All I'll touch is the dirty window,
I have to clean once in a while.

At times, it gets so uncomfortable,
without cleaning my little window.
The dust particles itch...
I have to clean...

Allow me to clean.