Museum Piece <br />(after Brodsky) <br /> <br />It was a beautiful piece to be admired from afar <br />Graceful lines and flawless surface <br />Attracting hungry eyes of the mob, <br />Sighs and lip smacking of the connoisseurs. <br />Traded down from one collector to another <br />Coveted, desired yet never loved <br />Because cold stone is not supposed to love back <br />And Galateas are rare in the modern world <br />So it was displayed in boudoirs <br />Where owners made their conquests <br />Under its proud unblinking gaze <br />Never betraying any doubt <br />To theory that stone hearts don’t break <br />And those occasional chips - <br />They only enhance the value <br />Then it was hidden out of site or sold <br />Once victory was final <br />And the conquer unfailingly found out who won the war <br />And it was purchased by those that needed to posses <br />Beauty <br />With no strings attached <br />Well, there collector, you have your prize <br />But beware before you sign the dotted line <br />This marble bleeds<br /><br />Masha Danevasha<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/museum-piece-3/
