Marble Statues In The Mud

Life was a lie to them like lion
roars, or explosions you could hear
in outer space. The pattern of bricks
in the wall were arranged into X shapes
for the duration of the hallway.
The chandeliers would swing
in semi circles. Maids and waiters
would do their jobs until dismissed
then spend the night in their rooms
staring deeply into an open book
of matches. Rich girls drunk on
expensive wine, they picked out
together, watched the fireworks
and leaned against the railing
of the balcony. One fell
but landed softly in the hedges
trimmed to look just like the sun
and all the planets in its circle.
In the morning while hung over
they ate breakfast with all their dresses
barely on.

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