Market For Broken Marble Statues

Headless lay waste, there see with trash on the shore.

Indeed would invite you home if baggage would allow.

Waves lapping at your misfortune, head may cry.

Once was valued even prized, still so by I, and.

Surely others lay, firstly in pieces, secondly homeless.

Guess home is where you are, most of you anyway.

Like however parted into twins, or a great many more.

And not the round kind of lost your marbles.

An arm, a foot, the latter half of a lion, come hither.

Let us meet, you and we who adore you, in a place.

Where history and tragedy meld, and you may find yourself.

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