May 23, 2021

OUT  OF  PLACE

 

A piece of paper – a wrapper –
from someone’s lunch….  Maybe
from yesterday. It was the only
bit of anything - out of place -
in the museum courtyard on
a quiet May Sunday morning.
 
Nobody said everything has
to be perfect. Who said, "Nothing can
be out of place." Inside the museum
dust was floating around – looking
for the perfect place to land for the
moment. Cleaners come Monday.
 

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2021