My Dark Poems

Model

The young girl
Knows not what
She does
What she represents
That she is being
Molded
Like wet clay
Sculpted
Into the size
That brings grace
Smiles
And flattering looks
From a males face
Don't eat this
No!
Spit that out
Those are calories
That is sugar
Sugar is the devil
Dairy is a problem
Flavorless
Emotionless
Lifeless
Robotic
Step into
Those heels
That that man
Created
With thrills
Dreams
Of sexual pleasure
With nude legs
Walk down
The hall
The cat walk
With mysterious eyes
Without light or delight
Do not
Smile
Do not even laugh
Look fierce
Be a model
Be the object
Be the example
Of impossibly
Perfect
Be the example
Of the cause
Of shattered mirrors
And avoided eye contact
Show me why
I'm not good enough
And never will be
Show me
Model
Why you know not
What you do
Yet you get credit
And applause
For walking
In those heels
Sculpted molded
With rib bones
Showing
Modeling for me
All the fatal
Flaws
Of society