Broken Masterpieces Poem by Alexandre Nodopaka

Broken Masterpieces

For years
we have been collecting
fancy schmancy
dishes and glasses.

They are one of a kind
since we buy them
at thrift stores.

We don't mind.

We pay only
ten cents on the dollar
and when ours
break down
I pose and photograph
the pieces
as if they were priceless
antiquities.

Our friends also
are the same kind.

One of.

And when they die
I would like to pose them
as antique statues
but can't.