Oora Exhibits From A New Museum
( RE Broughton ) A five years old child is playing beads with a thinker. Beads with a thinker-if you please. The minister of data feels like getting high. Looks down on you people thru' the holes in both his eyes-outside. A tired and gaudy woman is looking for a manger. Somewhere women can be. If you mean to say that you don't know why you hurt someone a mother cries. I'm shot to pieces .nerves ends dangling then I'll come on like the Boston Strangler. I'm not alone in this place never gets past the tears on a face. Everybody trying to help me like they're trying to win a race. She said she loved me , that was delightful but she never really saw me so come and get your eyeful.Look into my mirror, everyone's a mirror. Does it make you warm or does it make you shiver. Come back flow-Here and now-It's where we grow.
