Clearing

Washing the window,
  trying to see out.
It is captured in dirt,
  distorted not true.
Yet this is what I see,
  bubbles, wavy lines,
Darkness in the grass,
  could it be?
It is just the way the oil
  has gathered to display,
It's own view of the world
  outside the kitchen.
In the backyard with the
  fence and what was grass.

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