The Mannequin I Brought Home From Work

The Mannequin I Brought Home From Work

A Poem by Me

She pressed her desire into my flesh.
One night, dark room, two of us.
Called me sweet names in the chill
of the room,
desperate for each other.
We clung together like
snakes in a pit.
Wrapping ourselves  around
one another.
I stroked her hair, it was
as fine as carefully placed
horsehair on a
Victorian sofa.
I rubbed her back,
it felt as cold
as the freezer on
a summer day.

She said not a word to me,
this lover of mine.
Her voice was not active.
The mannequin
 I brought home from work.

© 2011 Me


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very creative, i loved it

Posted 12 Years Ago


a classic example of not mixing work with pleasure...
well, it's a good thing ya didn't pull her head of like a barbie doll....
I think this piece has more to say.

Posted 12 Years Ago


I especially enjoyed the first 4 lines of this, a stimulating and graphic poem with an odd ending.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Desire, passion, maybe the perfect illusion... perfect body, her voice active just in your mind, a sweet fantasy. I liked the mystery of this poem... that reveals the truth just at the end...
*Mary*

Posted 13 Years Ago


Reminds me of a poem by mairlyn manson. Before he was wearing a body suit but it was messed up none the less. You capture all of the creep factor without making this nearly as vulgar. Phenominal work sir!

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is bold work. You didnt hold anything back.
That is what makes is special. Quite fearless.
I found it very charming.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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lovely descriptive phrases..could really visual your words.. fine as carefully placed
horsehair on a Victorian sofa.

I am not sure whether this is a metaphor or a weird fetish...whatever it's still very interesting composition.

Posted 13 Years Ago


lovely. So sweet

Posted 13 Years Ago


How wonderful it would be if she came to life. Can you imagine? Another poem perhaps? Love it!

Posted 13 Years Ago


First off I hope your really not having relations with a mannequin, heheheh, or a girl who is like a mannequin...because i'm sure you deserve better than a plastic person ^____^ then secondly on a more serious note...very interesting write!

Posted 13 Years Ago



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