To what pleasure is this
Rear heart’s
Upside down
Exposure owed?

What caused this
Subtle reveal,
Slowing down the seconds
Into years?

I am enraptured.
Staring at a thing
I will never begin
To understand.

Some sort of stark
That I will never
Grow too fond of
To find it banal.

And it’s okay.
I don’t want to.
I’d rather stare
And be enraptured

To take care of
The manacles of
An alluringly
Articulate statue.