Coffee Break Poem by Dónall Dempsey

She gazes
(unperturbed)

at the point above his head

as he removes
her blouse

tosses it aside.

She's not wearing
a bra

or a knickers either

as the crowd discover
as he unzips her skirt

& it falls
in a heap

about her feet.

The crowd gasp
at her perfection

he now dresses her
(as if for his own amusement)

in only
knickers & ba

(some very sexy stockings)

changes her
from blonde to brunette

with a whim
of wig

then goes on
his coffee break.

Only then
does the manequin

feel complete

smiles to her
self

in the window's reflection.