Caught in a Window Pane

Under the weight of fifty messages
And the smell of a broken maze
I found ancient miniature wreckages
Of a secret in a window pane
You could see a reflection of a hand
Being held against a sunset
And a feeling you can't understand
Left me with an aching head

You said three words, the worst lie you've ever told
You watched the trees burn, the best nightmare you can hold
But in the window pane, your eyes were closed
You'd been caught but you didn't know

Empty prose in unchecked drafts
An excuse in a loosely bound paragraph
You look like you've lost your bearings
Now that everyone's frowning and staring
As if there was a worse way
Than being caught in a window pane

You said three words, the worst lie you've ever told
You watched the trees burn, the best nightmare you can hold
But in the window pane, your eyes were closed
You'd been caught but you didn't know
You didn't know



Credits
Writer(s): Floyd Marsden
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