An Audience of Mannequins

Deep red rosewood limbs Silken eyes crawling with flies Rags of sequin adorned upon you Reflecting through transparent skin Discoloured by the sun Conscious left undone Cupped hands of mercy With wings of fire Look upon them with a distant gaze Hooked in by cold winds Of the capital city Spherical optics Inanimate objects Statuesque yet alive Responses only heard by ones that suffer In ways untold to most, unravel and decipher Beside the river of strife, burnt into your mind Stillness coming to life, in the symmetrical void Their hearts were made of lead Holding a demon inside The stars will collapse in your mind The curse of the mannequin eyes I know that you don’t exist Spherical optics Inanimate objects Statuesque yet alive Unravel and decipher

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 24, 2025

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