A Grotesque Old Woman

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The light above me comes on

It illuminates my face

Frozen in time, captured in all my graceful hideousness

It's time for another day, my friends

Another day of stares and horrified whispers



A group of children approach me

If I could smile at them, I would

But I cannot, my face is stuck in an eerie grimace

A small boy begins to cry out

They move on, looking back at me in terror



A young couple walk by

The woman stops to stare, mystefied

'Why would anyone do such a thing?' she whispers

The man shakes his head - he knows not the answer

They walk off, wrapped in each other's arms



An old woman comes by

Clicking her tongue and rapping her cane upon the floor

SHe looks up at me, a smile on her crinkled face

Patting the cool railing, she nods at me once, twice

And she walks away



The lights go down

The last of the museum's guests leave

As the night guard walks by my frame, he shivers

Again I am alone at night

For none want the company of A Grotesque Old Woman

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Inspired by 'A Grotesque Old Woman' by Quinten Massys. Dated 1465 - 1530

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Don't understand this piece, is it about something in a museum? A depiction of some sort? I can't figure it out, please explain..