Museum Gallery 32
Behind the picture plane
placed beyond our reach,the artist set a bowl
of fruit: crimson grapes,plums a shade so dark
they're almost black,and, on a white plate,
halved and glistening,one obscene scarlet-
centered peach. It's herea couple stops to kiss.
Entwined, they never mindwho watches them embrace.
The gallery guard turnsaside, inclined to selective
blindness when decorum'sonly briefly breeched.
He's back to staring intomiddle distance, lost in his own
remembered passion's grind.
