City Windows Poem by William Marr
City Windows
the higher the window
the smaller
and paler
the face
every time I pass underneath
I always have a funny feeling
something is going to land on my head
a spit
a cigarette butt
a flower pot
or a man
spreading his arms
trying to fly
like a bird
Saturday, December 29, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: loneliness,cities
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