The museum makes ghosts of itself – face, hand, face, hand, face

(starring a certain Florentine Gentleman)

“what we see is never what we touch” – some thing for every one

“what we see is never what we touch” – off, on and…way off…

The museum makes ghosts of itself – looking four

when I am unaware in ways of which I am unaware

“what we see is never what we touch” – why…and why not…