I. Inside Looking Out

I, too, see the elongated, tortured face

Stretched along the window screen,

Looking like Munch’s The Scream.

I tell the frightened ladies, 

This neighborhood is safe.


II.  Outside Looking In

Perhaps I should not have lingered so long,

Pressing my lidless eyes against the screen,

Wanting to know your world,

For when I looked into your eyes,

All I saw was fear.