there are an infinite number of
perspectives on this side of the
window but none of them are looking out
do you understand, my uncle said,
tapping me on the back
the bus sags to the corner
and all of the doors open
outside (3)
there are an infinite number of
perspectives on this side of the
window but none of them are looking out
do you understand, my uncle said,
tapping me on the back
the bus sags to the corner
and all of the doors open
Sunshine and Wind 