A Break Through the Eyes of a Window.
Clouds crowd growling
At the muffled passers by
Footsteps slowly eaten
By the cottoned mist of rain
Eyes wide open
A concrete and metal
Testament to the enduring
Human surprise
Computer humming
Behind a flashing screen
Eyes turn to measure time
And back to work again.
Monday, November 15, 2004
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