I see the world through windows.
My preconceptions form perceptions,
creating a coherent picture,
a picture in a frame.
It irks me.
The limitation to my field of vision
is like an itch.
I want to leave the frame,
to stick my head beyond it into space,
to see the world just outside it
exciting, new – it has to be, I know;
I also know it is not an option –
the frame is in my head.
