I could write the lives of those behind the glass-
For the young couple that smiles quietly over a full table of food;
For the graying dog whose head perks up every time a bicycle passes;
About the television that plays for an empty living room;
For the children's faces that are lit up by the screen of smart phones
rather than a parent's bad jokes;
About the impurities that rip through the air over a curfew argument.
But I wouldn't want to intrude.
Others lives are meant to be seen through fuzzy goggles,
Not binoculars
Aug 18, 2014
Aug 18, 2014 at 8:12 PM UTC
I could write the lives of those behind the glass-
For the young couple that smiles quietly over a full table of food;
For the graying dog whose head perks up every time a bicycle passes;
About the television that plays for an empty living room;
For the children's faces that are lit up by the screen of smart phones
rather than a parent's bad jokes;
About the impurities that rip through the air over a curfew argument.
But I wouldn't want to intrude.
Others lives are meant to be seen through fuzzy goggles,
Not binoculars
