I went to the gallery for a change of pace

Tired of mundanity I came to this vestigial place

Left over from a time where all who came

Came verklempt

And all the same they changed within

Thanks to a small notion

Perhaps the issue of the day

Is I feel more emotion

Watching you dance away

Through this gallery maladicta

Serving as a guide at times

The sails in a solemn sea

Unseen by outside

Untouched by the reveries

And somehow more enthralled

Yet enthralling me