Q following doggy's geniuslead for fool's gold:

it is so long since my heart has been with yours

shut by our mingling arms through
a darkness where new lights begin and
since your mind has walked into
my kiss as a stranger
into the streets and colours of a town--

that i have perhaps forgotten
these hurrying crudities
of blood and flesh)Love
coins His most gradual gesture,

and whittles life to eternity

--after which our separating selves become museums
filled with skilfully stuffed memories

e. e. cummings (1926)
Tank i always want to touch things in museums, an impulse that is forever getting me into trouble with museum guards.

the most amazing thing i touched was in the victoria and albert museum in london. it was a 5,000 year old post that had been erected at the site of buddha's enlightenment. (they never caught me fondling that one, hehehe...)
birdmad i couldn't stay away too long.

the mummy in the
"Wonders of Ancient Egypt" exhibit.

others did not notice

off to the side
i stood like Anubis
my hands at my sides
and my left foot forward.

it just felt right.

the scarab pendant
blue faience on a slim gold chain
it was my pleasure and privilege to hang it around her neck when she could not quite work the clasp.

it was here my hope began to fade
eklektic "grey and gold". i saw the painting in a book 2 years ago and went to the museum shortly after to see it. i stood in front of it for a long time. i liked it very much.

then, for you to out of nowhere to say you went to the museum and stood in front of "grey and gold" and had a lengthy conversation with it, was nice.
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