Sculpture makes a metaphor look real
We can use more senses than our sight
We see the body hollow where we feel
Seeing, touching,sensing all appeal
If there is sufficient sun and light
Sculpture makes a metaphor look real
We feel it in our gut, how can it steal
The feeling of our innards in the night
We see the metal hollow where we feel
The heart has broken up and disappeared
No more time to love or lust ignite
Sculpture makes a metaphor too real
To admit another’s sorrow makes us fear
Denial as the cock crows ending night
We see the body’s hollow where we feel
Oh, will such bald agony take flight
Can we hold the grief in our insides?
Sculpture makes a metaphor so real
We see the grieving empty and unpeeled
