Someone has stolen the mannequins
From the dress shop window,
Though thieves did not break in,
And according to police,
No one forced the door.
The owner of the shop
Works solely with his wife;
Surely they are innocent.
Small village , main street,
Mary, the Mother of God displayed
In half buried bathtubs…
O mannequin rapture!
Dusk comes early
To the faded storefronts.
S.K.
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