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Statue of limitations

With eyes that cannot meet mine
you appear meek, yet she
who breathed life in you
was out for the kill
I am stuck
frigid as you
held by your
harsh metallic
lines and wrinkles
pegged down
suspended
stopped

Copyright © 2020 Kim Whysall-Hammond

This poem was in response to the artwork below. It was written for the Rattle Ekphrastic Challenge last December. The current Challenge can be found here.