i got into the museum for free again.
used the same fake press pass
this time to see “splendor of venice”
they gave us headphones and a player.
i never knew there was a san marco.
never knew there were basilica songs of san marco
sounded like pink floyd’s
“set the controls for the heart of sun.”
never knew about Daphnis playing the syrinx.
had never heard of a syrinx.
never knew about Daphnis betraying a nymph and
the nymph blinding him and
Daphnis being consoled only by his music for the rest of his life.
sounds like a song from saturday night fever,
“if i can’t have you , i don’t want nobody baby.”
but the woman didn’t get all crazy and make the dude blind.
never knew the canal in venice was just a freaking lagoon.
it was like seeing Milwaukee’s North Point water tower
for the first time again;
the limestone brick and turquoise top flipping the birdie with
lake michigan in the background
and its so many different shades and shards of blue
on and on and on until water met sky,
just dreaming of strings, pastoral and courtesans.
i listened to bob marley’s “sun is shining”
on the bus ride home from the museum.