Dolls
I am going to be trapped
within this dusky space
Airbrushed faces will
encircle me
Beady Eyes will
blankly gaze
through shiny blonde ringlets
worn as stolen souvenirs
from children’s heads
Oh those Eyes
will ensnare mine
in an eternal staring contest
which I
will never win
Instead I will stand frozen
My body
dipped in porcelain
My eyes
dipped in molten glass
I will become
naked of human blemishes
I will become
one of them
Unable to blink
Unable to rest
within a perpetual void
I am going to be trapped
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