My Journey presupposes the Guggenheim Museum will be engulfed by a tsunami and then rediscovered millennia later.
Settle down O Guggenheim
Entre nous you’re past your prime
Drift to ocean floor & then
If you’re found you’re Heaven-sent
Here are the words to the triple acrostic:
Form a talc & mortar marvel; that’s your métier
Raise a fine calzone structure heedless of feng shui
Amortize a LOAN for each divinely feathered wing
Notify the press it’s fit for Smith or Jones or Singh
Kaftanesque design may suit a form & function best!
Kool-Aid’s never to be had at Taliesen West!