i look out my window
and see an old dirty man
who lives his life in fantasy
dime novels and comic books
who is articulate in discussion
as long as its superficial
i look out my window
and see an old dirty fool
chatting up with school girls
internet love affairs
to build his ego
to hide his loneliness
i look out my window
and see an old crazy joke
bragging to gutters
personifying street lamps
desperate to talk to someone
to find some purpose
i look out my window
but wait thats no window at all
but my mirror
2:40 a.m. - 2003-06-08
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