A Wee Poem: Google maps street view

Google maps street view

I'm standing outside your window.
Not your now window -
your now window
doesn't exist
for me.
I'm standing outside your window
back then.
Your then window,
even though it's a recent photograph.

There's a light on in your room.

It's easy to kid myself.

I'm standing outside your window,
stalking my past.