Ariel Riveros Pavez #1 Archioptic

Archioptic



A window and its frame blinks
observes states, events and figures
It views us
its walls and building
examine us
as jeweler to the gem
the flaws run

A window and its frame sees
us clearly
as oxygen is breathed in

From the window we are perfect
mysterious
all trauma and memory stains
us clearly
Our shadows fall through the window
the window blinks
we are flaws fled
my gem chest
your gem mind

under a window and it’s frame
we are perfect
mysterious
all persistent refrains
and persistent whirlwinds
are not even behind the window

we walk past
the window and its frame blinks.