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The stone may remain
a mark, a mary,
an adam or a bone,
and thus, it surpasses us.
Immortal or always dead-
This
does not explain
heat retention
or justify the cold
kept on and in.
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Medusa met her match in a mirror,
a moment forestalled by the vividness-
as perpetual disturbance or hair on end-
as in, the felt self
never having been
so repulsed before
She,
sentenced to see, only.
Muted.
She makes more matter
for company-posterity,
as in a collective semblance
with what is given.
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By stone, in stone
the smallest settle
together. Bolder.
Be-cause con-crete crystals,
gold dust flecks spark-les
closer to the smooth surface.
Reflection, like passing winds
erode the images cast in like-ness
breaks down
all That
the stone hoped to be.
♦
Painting by Jean-Léon Gérôme, Pygmalion, and Galeta in [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
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