:: museum ::…

i found,

perfumed , decked with

statues and sympathetic leaflets

to no avail.


i saw the people here.


studio, still, paintings.


i saw the artist there.


the museum, past

locked behind glass,

and computerised screens,

swimming in light.


i saw the man here.


the man too tall,

so they bended him wholly

to fit,

as they did the ladies waist,

to suit the time, and hat.


i saw my friends there.


the bus, crowded  chatter,

 a quiet place,

to watch as film


much time to think,


i saw myself there


the window steamed

reflected way, the day.


who do i see there,





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