In a direction facing
the lights and sun
I look out the window often
and admire
what I’ve won
I’ve won the
privilege
to exist where
I only had dreamed
to be a figment of real life
than pigment on the screen
the sky is not clear
but not completely
crowded with grays
I could look out
day and night
every step
in a gaze
I feel a handshake
from this place
I’ve been living
it senses I belong here
and it reassures me
that I’m winning.
Aug 29, 2020
Aug 29, 2020 at 3:56 PM UTC
In a direction facing
the lights and sun
I look out the window often
and admire
what I’ve won
I’ve won the
privilege
to exist where
I only had dreamed
to be a figment of real life
than pigment on the screen
the sky is not clear
but not completely
crowded with grays
I could look out
day and night
every step
in a gaze
I feel a handshake
from this place
I’ve been living
it senses I belong here
and it reassures me
that I’m winning.
