window wall / vacant lot
By Pingles
Wed, 03 Jun 2026
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At the desk where I sit
Across from the open space
Through the glass of the window wall
There is a lot, from which I'm a part.
Through the glass of the window wall
(It runs across the open space)
Clouds run across the empty sky
Trees run across the vacant lot.
Shaking their leaves
they wave and they wink
Their sound doesn't breach
The glass of the window wall.
Yet something inside me
(Through the glass of the window wall)
Waves back at the trees
From the desk where I sit.
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