Jane

Dirty window

Locked with bars.

Grey skies and

wet grounds.

Window foggy.

Splintered window seat.

Chipped white paint

Scritch scratch

Scritch

Fingers bleed.

Women in white rush to the window.

White towels rapped a around boney fingers.

Scritch scratch

Scritch

They can't stop me.

Scritching scratching away

Hands rap around knees.

Rocking, creaking.

There it is,

There's that kite flying.