December 10, 2008 6:05 PM
In a Museum Moment
What is it that pinches me close to the eye?
The looks and the shoes and the scuffling purse?
The squeaky skid-steps on industrial floors?
The sounds of whatisitlookatthestyleofbrochuregimmewaitoverheregimmelookwhathemadethisin1802?
Or the mounds of white-doughy-whipped-cream-sculpture-stuff
that I'm not permitted to squeeze?
© 2008 by Christina Pitrelli
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