You Stopped In Front Of Me Poem by JoJo Hsu

You stopped in front of me,
We are between the plaster sculpture-
White body, handsome face,
All are the same, the mold makes them similar.
We are so similar, as if just stripped of a pair,
The same binocular, the same laugh nest.

You also found that gypsum that incredible face,
You jealous of their beauty, began to pull your own long hair,
And put them down, broken, the head of the sculpture rolled down,
Our history is over.

You say sculpture will like pop music,
Such as jazz and blues that I will not listen,
Finally you ask me, need vinyl record?
I said if Greece and Rome need, me too.