Excerpt from Parlor

He's laced you fingers
incorrectly. You're left-handed:
left thumb goes on top. A lover would know
these little details, like how

this isn't the first time
you've worn lipstick.

Your hair remains immaculate.
You mannequin, you. In your new black suit.

You, mannequin, on your back.
No one's going to love you like this--






--Charles Jensen, Living Things