She peered out
From the darkness
With the sharpness
Of a scalpel
From the darkness
With the sharpness
Of a scalpel
Dissecting
The possibilities
Of his late arrival
Dissecting
The possibilities
Of his late arrival
Layers of mystery
Peeled away
By time
Politics
And Money
It’s not because I’ve been put there.
Outside is a place I have chosen.
And yet, I peer inside,
Longing to be in there.