Poem 38

a villanelle repeats itself in a specific order

My grandfather lives in a glass house
So everyone can see my past
Time watches a glass house
Like the subtle eyes of a grandfather
Everyone can see my past
Because the windows permeate light
The subtle eyes of a grandfather
Looking, aging, never changing
The windows permeate light
Like aquarium walls watch the fish
All the while aging, never changing
I can remember it looking this way
Aquarium walls watch the fish.
The whole world sees a glass house.
Books yellow pages, sofas clawed feet
Remember it always looks this way
The whole world sees a glass house
Everyone can read my past
Books yellow pages by sofas clawed feet
Permanente where they reside
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