A room

filled with

talking, yelling, laughing,

looking, watching, gazing

at cases all around

You blink once

and once again

and lift your head

so you can see through the

small, so small crevice

between the painted, wooden,

old, smelly, narrow case and lid

And peek at

laughing, looking, talking,

watching, yelling, gazing

at your case


(230396British Museum)

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