#human-made inanimate

[e9-425poetry]

Window

Eyes of the soul

or wait

Are you looking in or out?

You see one perspective

And I see all

The truth is

Even I question my perspective

Do you?

[e9-425poetry]

Ghost Town

Once a home to so many

now a barren corpse

I beg of you

Return to me

Or return me to the Earth