boycotting: the museum and a mood.

I don't want to be disturbed
by English words
sounds you can distinguish from

shadows and trees,
grey branches stretched on the ground
not just up
but out as well,
like a cat
can i say i like that?

you don't need museums,
the age-old artifacts and artworks
gathered together to entertain your day.
i promise the treasures live
in the holding hands
in the park, the space, the trees, the breeze.

what makes you stretch?
grow?
you start to know
when you stand in front of this piece.
think. they say.
ask questions. they say.

make boxes around words.
corner them with order.

why do we have this tendency to justify feelings?
as if anger were anything but anger.
sadness anything but sadness.
happiness but happiness.

don't let the Buddhist's destruction of desire,
the Christian's commitment to love
or the Muslims' need for submission
mislead you.

we're all so empty sometimes
and full
that
we
can't always be so mixed and matched.

i saw a small green jacket. a father's hand.
now, it's a couple, they're twenty, who stands.
but they don't have the composition of slanting heights.
just a connecting line
white. grey. black. and a clean-cut window frame?
where's the color?
it's modern
they say.
they break the window. i say.

a response?

and if I didn't stop
when you saw me, would
you think it is because she didn't
love?
just know,
disturbances,
ripples in the water
change directions
change what we're writing,
thinking.
maybe i want the change
and to write about what is given.
not taken.

what is the answer to the question:
what are you doing?

(sitting, thinking, observing)

a response? pretending to be more or less than I am?

go away paul. i don't want to be to be
found.
persisted.
forced to say.