doll parts
everything I have
is yours
though it’s all
worn or broken
me a doll dismembered
neck and limbs
dislodged and dangling
from the attic floor
eyes upside down
staring at you askance
wondering why in hell
you’d bother taking
the stepladder up
to save me when
the kids are squalling
and the house is on fire
burning down
the whole block
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