i was too scared to walk
into that room
the scale model of the womb
red lights
heart beat
umbilical cord
The origin of every notion of comfort
i went halfway around the world
to wander through museums
pretending that i came looking for
great masters of art
hearing instead
school groups
running and yelling
nearly knocking over the collected centuries
not understanding
"Please Do Not Touch"
i went looking
and found grown-up
ideas of "Please Do Not Touch"
grown-up feelings of guilt
i went looking for me
instead i found you
everywhere.
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