Confined on a cast
Hiding himself amongst shadows and shades
He sees the life go by
Through his “eternally-opened” rear window.
But, what would his neighbours discover
If they cast a quick glance inside Jeff’s home?
An amateur sleuth or just a peeping Tom,
Good or bad, devil or angel?
I’m not sure, but I know that
Curiosity is an essential ingredient of human condition.
Perhaps there is a little of Jeff’s
In all and every one of us.