FULL MOON ON TOP OF A CHAMPAGNE PALM'S TIP

I've seen the face of
a lonely man
peeping on the side
of the glass jalousies

sad eyes, pale lips,
brown skin, sockets sinking,
raw smile,
it could be sour,

the face of Janus
looking back and looking out
i should have gone
inside his thoughts

and let him know that once
i, too, was him.