don't wipe the window clean

don't wipe the window clean,
every single time.

every once in a while,
when you want to look out
into the distance,
look with,
look through,
the specks of dust,
and bird poo,
and watermarks;

thank them
for bringing you back
to the messiness
of your form,
creating art,
real, stark, and diffused,
against the glaring lights
on a darkened night,
and the all too perfect blue
of a lazy summer sky,

art that's like manna
to these tired eyes -
plucked, threaded,
and lined
with a preciseness
and a beauty
that comes with a price.

yes, don't wipe the window clean,
every single time,
leave it messy
for just a while.