The Window

 

If eyes are

The window into

The soul

Then what do

You see

In mine?

Are they ever changing

With every flicker

Of doubt

Or loss

Of hope?

Or do they            

Stay the same

For my soul             

Doesn’t change?

What do you see?                          

Do you see

What you want

To see?

Is that how

This window works?

Or does it

Only show

Truth?

Can I hide

My soul?

Or is it

A full-on

Peepshow

Not letting me

Cover up

My proverbial

Body?

Can I

Manipulate it

So that it shows

What I want

It to

Show?

Or is it

Bullet-proof

Glass

Made to never

Shatter

From the inside

And

Out?

What do you

See

In this

Window?

What am I

Allowing you

To see?

This window

Won’t allow

Me to

See

For

(Apparently)

I already

Know.

What do

You

See?