My Kitchen Window At Night Poem by dean collins

My Kitchen Window At Night



I looked into darkness, Black, Cold, immeasurable, I saw nothing, Darkness looking back at I and I, darkness saw the same, Nothing, immeasurable nothingness....

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just hanging in the kitchen and looked out the window i always never ever have curtains or blinds or anything in or upon the window of my kitchens and at that moment I was just staring into the night through my kitchen window....
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