My Secret Mannequin

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.