Narrative

One by one they’re placed 
carefully upon the shelf. 
Figurines of desire 
that grew into hate 
Demented little archive- 
A pure collection 
of hand-carved, painted statues 
Witnesses who never die. 
 
All but one remains 
The next unrequited love 
faithfully waits for a time 
to claim this marked space. 
As the last piece is crafted, 
many others will pursue- 
A thrill gotten from the race, 
every night and day 
for the final rendezvous. 
 
More than these will fall 
Shattered remnants spread around. 
Pieces of prized possessions 
are these little dolls. 
Acquired fetish objects 
but these parts should not be owned. 
Empty home of ghosts 
a secret lair of madness 
where figurines once were bone.

The Collection