The Art Museum Excursion

A canvas as wide as my teacher, and taller than still It swallowed the wall whole, And barely held still inside the frame, The belly of a whale with it's arms open wide in welcome The detailed impressions of people Sinking into pillowy flesh Inviting, violent, gentle pinks and red The blessings in my mouth converted Into the excited bounce in my stunted legs My eyes, hungry A child that probably should not be looking But entranced nonetheless Art with impurities, mores and values flayed wide I cup the feeling in small palms To carry home with me To carry for the rest of my life