–The Museum of Broken Relationships … is a traveling display of items related to failed relationships.
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Ring
in my museum of busted love
would be, first, the engagement
ring of inertia
the sign urged upon greenhorns
when the fresh pulse of biology
meets the traditional need to rein it in
and set it to the pace of Eros
in civilized society:
the circus maximus of fidelity
the merry-go-round of oughts
of lust and I-love-you-most
the diamond ring I one day reclaimed
with an ardent, God that was close—
display that once dazzling rock
beside the big one called Hope
in the museum’s Hall of Almost
and watch it diminish
in the luminescence of possibility
to the gray of more thoughtful, Nope
Car
and of course there would be a tiny TR3
a courtship vehicle of desperate love
its bucket seats of impossible sex
its inconvenient gear shift
its shock absorbers announcing
the illicit choreography within
bouncing its comical, dead serious
life-altering profundity
put it and all its dents upon a dais
at a car show under hot spots
next to a Porsche
top it with a fender babe
in plenty of flesh and lurid pout
and let it spill its fun-filled
soon sad but torrid tale out
Insight
and last
but way more than least
at the gallery’s back door
near the broom closet
in a glass case unlit and forlorn
passed by countless tenderfeet
hip and horny, tattooed, pierced
bristling with ipods, iphones,
hooked up in cyberspace
seething with tech-know
but clueless as lovers
suffering the old implacable
urge of hormones in love
that doomed unwired Romeo
and foolishly unconscious Juliet
to live and die their misconceptions
in the pages of a playwright
there upon a simple bronze base
ignored but brilliant in its banality
sits a trophy, battered and bruised
labeled, simply, Insight
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Jim Culleny; Februaty 2008
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