Has Anyone Here Ever Cried

......because of a painting?

I'm sitting working in a local shop upstate when of Montreal comes on. I'm transported to when I'm 22 and my friend and I would line our bikes up at night on the bridge by the Philadelphia art museum. We would count to 3 to press play on our discmans at the same time.

We'd ride around the city stoned and prob a little buzzed just knowing the other person was hearing the same sounds.

We'd sometimes end up swimming in the fountain out front of the art museum. No cops ever came.

Other times we'd get stoned and wear orange snow boarding goggles inside the museum just to see the art differently on donation day.

The desk worker is rolling her eyes at the dust bunny and dryer scorched gum wrapper and 47 cents I transport into her hand.

Then we'd end up crying in front of the vangoughs.

Then the next day our professor in screenwriting class would ask if anyone has ever cried because of a painting ---and we'd raise our hands wondering if we were about maybe about to win a prize??? Or if the walls were about to roll away revealing we had indeed got....got.

The professor would freeze wondering if he had also got ..... got.  For his point was ...... no one has ever cried because of a painting. That's what movies were for.