Thank you, Anni. Maybe I'm a masochist because I do like making things difficult for myself. I considered rhyming each line as well, but that was a bridge too far. Perhaps next time...
Our ancestors never saw
(like a movie in reverse),
through the mirror
and the rear window,
reality rushing away
as though leaving us
to a driven fate,
alone.
Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 02.08.24
Prompt: Rear Window.
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