I saved Munch’s life in a moment of courage-
At least that’s what the papers said-
But he knows better.

Munch was in the water. Moving with the rivers flow
Strange silent screamss
He seemed happy. Face clenched between tight fingers-
Contorted yet theatrical- Practising an experience.
I wonder, “Is he drowning?”
It looks so intentional. What to do ?
So tense, my mind was paralysed
I watched him. Puzzled. Drowning yet immobile
Why doesn’t he try to escape his fate?
Suddenly. Wild screaming propelled me
Into an act of insanity

Treacherously I rescued him
His rigid body clung to the theatrical pose
The artistic moment was ruined.

Munch sent me a painting. It’s horrible.