Smithereens Press Chapbooks Atoll by Dylan Brennan | Page 15
Plastic Virgins of Xochimilco
Living eyes and a soft belly – my first doll was warm and fleshy.
She was taken by the water.
Oh Blessed Virgin of the Wetlands! Oh Lord Acocil!
Too long with things that squirm in water.
Blue-eyed porcelain saints, madonnas and infants,
they watch me while I sleep, plastic virgins their playmates.
My plastic virgins protect me from harm.
My plastic virgins will bring her