Tuesday, September 9, 2008

trapped


don't undress my love
you might find a mannequin ;
don't undress the mannequin
you might find
my love.

she's long ago
forgotten me.

she's tryiing on a new
hat
and looks more the
coquette
than ever.

she is a
child
and a mannequin
and
death.

I can't hate
that.

she didn't do
anything
unusual.

I only wanted her
to.