Window Cleaning

Married addiction
adopted denial
settled for basics

Espoused spirituality
ignored infidelity,
pulled down the blinds.

Believed compassion
could compensate
for indifference.

Limited my outlook
to windows, too insecure
to de-smudge the pane.

Missed the gaping doorways,
the blatant rudeness
of belligerent disrespect

Till withdrawal prompted
accountability, commanded
ownership, changed the lock.

(Image from personal collection.)


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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

34 thoughts on “Window Cleaning”

  1. This is an astonishing piece. What I got out of it was you attached yourself to something that kept you from the light. You were afraid of your light, so you stayed in the darkness as you looked out a window wondering what it could be. You held yourself back and you were aware of it. The same trap so many people fall into. Thank you for this! ❤️

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