Museum Part II The museum is closed for renovations. Exhibits have been torn apart for storage and future reassembly. No new ideas are being accepted. The notion of dust is rejected. Visitors are not welcome to muse their way through collections. There is to be only the lonely desolation, the emptiness of forced stillness. Ink wells have dried to powder stored hastily with the Founder, that unflattering self-portrait whose paint is beginning to crack and fade.
Angele Toomey Poetry 