Mannequin Mannerisms

Dystopian poem with watchful mannequins

Euphoric static electricity
sizzling throughout its entire styrofoam nervous system:
platinum devices implanted in its chest to
track customer behaviors, mannerisms,
as they walk past it,
avoiding direct eye contact, they gaze at the roof tiles,
tiled floor, and, for a brief moment,
the other electronic mannequin
bolted in the women’s section
and the human thinks:
Ooh, that lingerie is nice. I should get it for my husband. and
two messages are sent to the Central Nervous System