My Secret Mannequin

Written by: Ryan Le Bryce

20/8/2009

In my cupboard life
creeps
a living mannequin
The deception:
no acceptance
and tepid;
a biological kind
Gaia prevails
while I fall
into disarray
Bid thee-
make me whole

Whisperin winds
by my bed declare:
"Always pay
the price
today"

Grandeur on stiletto
Tis' the blade,
not the shoe
that offers escape
Yet,
preference falls to-
the leathery hide

Luscious lips,
a glint in the eye,
renewed bust;
the goddess Aphrodite
Scalpel and skin
A book of vanity,
Another year to hide:
"Patience my dear..."

Confused fleshly desire
Life's destiny yet realized
As Agni succumbs to frost
A shadow forlorn
A kinder memory
I resonate plush
and wantonness

Solution absolves me
from torment
As I pass upon
the fiery gorges
of acceptation
and far away gone
bigoted taboo

For three hundred days
my mannequin stirred
Something inside,
emerges through
Braving forward,
I steer the porch;
fire and lightning
at the same time
Not the boy they knew;
just me
The perfect me
I'm going home.