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 trying 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.

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