MEET ME AT THE M.O.M.A.
BY THE PERSISTENCE OF MEMORY
MELTING CLOCKS DRIP OFF THE TREES
CLASSIC SALVADOR DALI
SUCH A SWEET AROMA
DRIFTS INTO MY MEMORY
AS IF FROM A PASSING BREEZE
IT BECOMES A TASTY TEASE
MESMERIZED BY SIGHT AND SMELL
NOW I HEAR A CHAPEL BELL
SIGHT AND SMELL AND SOUND NOW MERGE
ALL MY SENSES SEEM TO SURGE
WITH THE THINGS THAT I OBSERVE
Author's Notes/Comments:
I WAS WATCHING A RAINY DAY IN NEW YORK AND A GUY MENTIONED THE M.O.M.A AND THE FIRST THING I THOUGHT OF THERE WAS THE PERSISTENCE OF TIME BY SALVADOR DALI. I LOVE THAT PAINTING. IT'S FASCINATING.
IT IS FUNNY TO ME I LOVE THAT PAINTING SO MUCH AND CAN NEVER REMEMBER THE NAME OF IT...AT LEAST I GOT THE PERSISTENCE PART RIGHT...IT IS ACTUALLY CALLED THE PERSISTENCE OF MEMORY WHICH ALWAYS CRACKS ME UP CUZ I CAN NEVER REMEMBER THE NAME OF IT...VERY WEIRD. I KNEW I SHOULD HAVE LOOKED IT UP AS I USUALLY DO CUZ I CAN NEVER REMEMBER IT BUT CAN'T FIX IT NOW CUZ IT WOULD RUIN THE RHYME...MY MEMORY IS NEVER PERSISTENT WHEN IT COMES TO REMEMBERING THE NAME OF THE PERSISTENCE OF MEMORY BUT I CAN SEE IT IN MY MIND...I STILL LOVE THE PAINTIING EVEN IF I CAN NEVER REMEMBER WHAT IT IS CALLED.
I SUPPOSE I WILL SUBSTITUTE TIME AND MIND BOTH WITH MEMORY TO GET THE TITLE RIGHT IN THE POEM....
I WAS JUST THINKING IT IS FUNNY THAT THE MELTING CLOCKS BRINGS UP A MEMORY OF WORKING WITH A GUY AT A PINBALL FACTORY ASSEMBLY LINE WHO I CAN'T REMEMBER HIS NAME OR MUCH ABOUT HIM EXCEPT THAT HE TOLD ME ONCE HE WAS ON AN ACID TRIP AND WAS MELTING OFF THE COUCH AND HOW WEIRD IT WAS I COULD ACTUALLY PICTURE IT IN MY IMAGINATION...I COULD ACTUALLY PICTURE HIM MELTING OFF A COUCH. FUNNY HOW MEMORY WORKS SOMETIMES IN WEIRD WAYS.
