Windows Lit in the Evening

 

What are these houses about?

Why are they there at all?

And why when they turn on the lights

they close the blinds?

If you carefully peek through

there are people cooking

or resting

TVs on

confronted by empty couches

toys laid on the floor

coats, scarves carelessly hung somewhere.

Why are the people having windows looking to the fields

if they close the blinds at sleep?

What’s the view of their dreams

if not a valley

lit in the sunshine

and lit in the sunsets;

a topic to write about.

The mist is touching on the ground

harvesting the soil

growing itself to shapes of imagination

and hallucination

as they are seen

focused-less

behind steamed-up windows

underneath the numbing lights.

By the time sun breaks in

the ghostly figures will have disappeared

as they always do

leaving behind

hunted minds

moist land

and numb feelings.

Eleni Kotsira