museum

crap

anniversary of lost lost,
behind glass case and held aloft.
ivory figure no longer holding my gaze
and i chose birds instead.
locks of hair clasped in their feet
ruby eyes in golden heads.

(lely's venus, crouching slightly,
unfamiliar face of hours' study
i left her there and carried on blindly.
there was no warm welcome,
only her blank eyes fixed above me.)