That's Me In There

(accidental roundel)

Old man stares through cracked window pane 

because everything moves 

as rain splicing down proves 

that eyes of old men are the same 

 

empty panes whose main

intelligence smoothes 

this cracked window pane 

because nothing will move 

 

him. I shouted waved yelled and Jane 

tapped on the window but he grooves 

in ancient ruts and never moves 

to help us bleeding in the rain 

outside this cracked window pane.