:Eleanor Rigby and I:

“Lives in a dream

Waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door

Who is it for?” – Paul McCartney

> ———- <

Eleanor and I

sit by the window sill

peering out at the world

never peering back

We make up conversation

sweet and chipper cherry

red delicious conversation

but the world

will not converse back

We have swept the floor oft

we have ironed every curtain

we have scrubbed the floor

till our knees wouldn’t bend out

and still

the world will not come knocking

So when the days chores are done

when all is filled, folded and flat

we sit and stare out the window

hoping to find the world

is staring back


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