A window which did not know its own sense of suffering/ in a most defining and utterly purposeful instance- of fazed-out faces of stay-put pEoPle: they DO indeed seem to have moved about the whole WIDE-AWAKE width of said pUlSaTiNg window-sill
With their wits and minds ULTIMATELY WELL s-p-l-i-t!!
At the “SCREAMING(!!)” seams, as it does IN-FACT seem as if… EVERY next little sight of a shadow-casting sense of suffering IS supposed to make… THIS particular window feel
… … “decidedly dIsHeVeLlEd and mischievously TwISted!” To within a ghostly both GHASTLY inch of its famously framed being – as this momentary painter takes a d-e-e-p and deserving BrEaTh Yet “again!!?”
And rushes his favourite BEST, most trusted paintbrush ENTHUSIASTICALLY against TheFaceOfSaidFazedOutWindowsill —
By these heaven(!?)-OR-hell(?) people of past and tEnSe proprietorship: taken from another time, another era… another such ghastly atmos(FEAR!).
Fear NOT, for this artist’s mind WILL F-I-N-D another route to another truth called creative interplay, “Please!”