mannequin

identical
to how
i'll never be
describe the worlds
you want to see
the beauty that
is in your dreams
the beauty that
is in my dreams
i live too far away for my liking
and the washing machine
sounds like
a airplane motor
coming to take me away.

too late
i've been ashamed of
the knowing and
the shying away
from mirrors
looking in the souls of reapers
because i am not
the dressmaker's dummy
so take me for one of your own.