Past the warnings
and body that somehow turned into soap.
Past the health challenges
of the 19th century.
Past the many different skulls
with many different complications
and down the wrought iron stairs.
This is where
the collection is kept
of buttons and coins. Drawers and drawers
of pins and hooks and toy cars.
Rocks and horses and little
steamboats that swam
their way down some child’s throat
up his nose or in his ear.
It’s all here.