David, The Marble Sculpture.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

the human
male sculpture of David
stands tall
naked to the tourist
amazed
to the greatness of
the marble
body

was it the story of this
man whose stone did not
miss Goliath?

was it the genius of his
creator who mastered
the curves and
balance via
the marble and the
chisel?

or is it this unending feeling
of the tourist
still unsatisfied about what
is lustful and
beautiful?

if you have seen and touched
it by now you must
have understood
what it is to be naked
admired
and then abandoned