Monday 2 March 2009

Museum- 2nd Draft

The museum is open from 9 till 5
the museum is five stories high
the museum is set across ten greedy acres of land
the museum is warm in the summer yet cool in the winter
the museum is awash with school parties and elderly couples
the museum is praised and denounced as an example of form over content
the museum is occasionally shut for public holidays
the museum is arguably the only of it’s kind
the museum is dusty
the museum is the place where visitors are encouraged to leave items of personal importance behind
the museum is the place where you are encouraged not only to touch but to openly molest as well
the museum is the place where my tooth fell into a porcelain sink and you applauded
the museum is insisting that it is not a museum but a Waitrose in Aldershot
Despite protests we still take photos
the museum is burnt hair and copper wire in a wax casing
the museum is where padding softly you my love are left feeling ashen and fatigued
the museum is where I argued and not having heard any better answers burst into tears
the museum is a rung bell and half-hour tours
the museum is the place where we can confine our ambition and enthusasim
the museum is available for all your needs be they spiritual or physical
and please do not forget to visit the gift shop on the way out
the museum is tormenting the old and omitting the young
the museum is not the problem you are
the museum is not knowing about art its knowing what you like
the museum is trying to do its best please be patient
the museum is the open flat palm of a stranger struck across your cheek
the museum is the open flat palm of a lover struck across your behind
the museum is recording itself for posterity
the museum is making no excuses you are old enough to think for yourselves
the museum is the crowning achievement of curators worldwide
the museum is the first thing to be forgotten in a fire
the museum is where my sister frowning faces a blank canvas
the museum is gutteral shoving and angry feet
the museum is covering your tounge with ash
the museum is a bloodied jaw and a black eye
the museum is being burnt down by angry spectators

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