Me, Myself, and Everybody Else

Statues

Blank, unseeing eyes

On cold marble faces

Obscured

By tattered wisps

Of chiling fog

Broken hands

Lying in the grass

Turned silver

By a rising moon

Which illuminates

Joyous triumphs

Broken hearts

Simple moments

Alike

All a collection of

Captured memories

Brush a light hand

Along the smooth surface

Feel the chill

Of life unlived

Cast an eye

Over sculpted expressions

Feel the longing

Of hope unfulfilled