Beautiful broken things

I want a house I can decorate with beautiful broken things
Fans with orange fins and buttons that are a gradient
that will never spin again,
Old film projectors that pack into themselves so neatly
in the basement of my parents house
that will not illuminate black and white any longer,
Wide black recording machines
longing for a part that is no longer in manufacture––
give me all of these and let me celebrate their simple elegant exquisite grace.
They do not have to do anything to prove themselves worthy of my love.
I welcome them into my (imagined) home
with open arms.