A Curator's Immortality

Do not enter the museum floating above the channel tunnel

A young ghost wouldn’t leave

Bears Deers Bobcats and Whales

Skeletons with chubby eyes

Mouse taxidermy wearing a wizard’s hat

Skeletons without horns

The young ghost wouldn’t leave the museum

No one is lonely in a metropolis

Back from Brighton he’s heading to Dover

A life on an invisible Zeppelin

No more stops

Sleeping with skeletons without horns

Rembrandt on the wall

He buried part of his love on Pluto

Flew too close to the sun

A curator’s immortality.