Statues Can Bend - Laetitia Sadier

Statues can bend sheltered against openness

But so hard is their heart that if it drops, it breaks

The wind may blow caress their limbs

A softening the breath of reminiscence

On a life of reluctance pacing in all the body

Burning with sensuality, the flame is embrace

The wind (is blowing through) stripping (the many colored lights)

Dissipate into oblivion mirrored infinite

Unadulterated light rejoining the starry night

Who knows but doesn’t speak