Broken Legs- <br />the marble table has dipping to the floor <br />Once it carried the majesty of the sorrow-world <br /> <br />Placed under watch <br />among brunets and blondes it dined greedily <br />No such pride the other colours suffered with ease <br /> <br />Its marrow melts <br />Beerbellied worm munches away fibre and hole <br />Aqueduct unexpected the great engineer has bult <br /> <br />Mirror shine <br />Enrobed with putti, garlands & hyacinths <br />Our trust in new adage will never break- elysium!<br /><br />Michael Witkowski<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/prelude-to-my-decay-a-chain-of-ritornells/
