My Office in Room 1348 of the Panopticon

I mount to the poet's pedestal when the mood strikes,

Though it's only on level thirteen of twenty-five.

I am not an especially friendly man.

I keep my own counsel as much as I can.

I'm thought of more often as “brooding” than “fun,”

and I might be an island–but I'm not alone on one.

I try not to judge. At most times, I take care.

Most times I remember I ought not to stare,

But what you reveal, the public will see.

The uncovered window forfeits privacy,

and I don't wish to be caught unobservant.

Observation's evaluation, on the road to judgment,

But I didn't earn this guilt–and you didn't close your curtain.