Ben Paynter - from behind this dusty window

yesterday unraveled into a sky that looked like
a bruise, and we call it today because it lacks
originality and life, and the sun still tries to shine
from out behind this dusty window pane

say dormant is a good word for life, and I call the
door that, the dog that, the people walking past
beneath my window that, and everything is
just a little too much like last season’s weather

call the dog back from chasing the squirrel he
won’t catch; as the sky bruises more darkly
while the sun begins to hide behind the world
while I begin to hide behind the world

Ben Paynter

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