I can't see it
Richard, I'm looking at it
I can't see it
I mean I can see it
If I squint
Only if I squint
It's a giraffe?
Well, it looks like a giraffe
Richard, I'm looking a giraffe
It's what I'm seeing
Jesus?
No, I certainly don't see Jesus
I mean, I didn't know Jesus
Maybe he had a long neck
But I think I would have read about that somewhere
Richard, I love the painting
I just don't see why you're making me guess
What's in it
If Jesus is in it, great
But can't you just tell me that?
Why are you making me guess?
You know I'm not good at that sort of thing
It used to take me forever to find Waldo
Sweetie, I love that you make art
I just wish you wouldn't let me see it
Is there anything else in it?
Cherries?
Why is Jesus eating cherries?
No, I just figured the giraffe was wearing a ruby necklace
Well, those are some awfully large cherries, Richard
Do they have cherries in Nazareth?
They symbolize what?
Where does it say that?
Well then how was I supposed to know?
Actually, you know
If I squint
It almost looks like he's eating a peach
But not cherries
Only if I squint, mind you
He's standing on a what?
Ohhh...
Well, I THOUGHT that's what it was
Okay, now I see it
It's all making sense now
I wish you'd have pointed that out to me earlier
Now that only thing is clear
It's like a veil has been lifted, Richard
Like a dark veil of art has been lifted
And now I see it
Jesus the Giraffe
His body transformed
So he can reach himself into Heaven
Eating the cherries
That he'd never eat in life
Because his life was cut short
It's clear to me now
Clear as day
Why didn't you point out that he was standing on a step stool?
Gosh, Richard
You make everything so difficult
Ugh, my eyes hurt from all that squinting
Next time just show me the stool first
Before I go blind
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