A Silent Night At Sotheby’s: A Poem

Allow me to plant

portraits in your mind.

Angles with

proper perspective

and brush-stroked brilliance.

Let it appreciate in value.

Lock it into glass cases

reflecting from your

eyes.

Blink.

Savor the spectrum.

Keep it as an inheritance.

Unsold…

Untouched…

Eternal.

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