through the window
the view, of course
vacuuming it in for decades
and glancing in while walking past
(furtive looks at other people’s lives
though never did I see an indiscretion)
and uncurtained at night
or flung open at night
and leapt through
into the unimpeachable
future
of course, it was only a first floor window
I wasn’t hurt
but my heart was made up
I could never climb back
in