I want to open an arbitrarium and fill it with things like statues of
people who have feet for hands, photographs of people on the beach who went there just because they felt like it, a diorama of a courthouse
scene in which a judge is delivering a sentence based on his whim rather than on the facts of the case. A rock from my shoe. A dead
squirrel. The letter M. An empty candy wrapper. The sound of silence!