Shut off the lights

my unblemished voyeur

and observe

from a hotel off Central Park.

Gaze out across the avenue

at modest boxes of windows

in middling boxes of rooms

in massive boxes of buildings.

Shut off the lights

my untarnished voyeur

and observe

during the holiday season.

Glimpse the tales around us

the varied lives unfurl

in this festive colour

and gentle snowflake fall.

Shut off the lights

my unblemished voyeur

and observe

in this place named after a bird.

From our own fleeting

modest box of windows

in a middling box of rooms

in a massive box of a building.

Central Park in winter: Image via Wikipedia