Cecilia, Queen of Coffeemugs
Cecilia is art installed.
Between and betwixt
a broken ear-ring -
the second of which you will find in
the museum of damned innocence.
A hair or two
Folds of skin.
You have to pay a foreigner price
at the gates of this museum,
for they guard the last remains
of Cecilia, Queen of Coffeemugs.
Here lay Cecilia, Queen of Trinkets,
For whom minarets were painted
In comic sans.
For whom the sun cracked through winter shrouds
For whom deconstructionists wore donkeyhats
Catholics wore condoms.
Here lay Cecilia,
That rejoiced in the trumpet of death.