You stole my body from the doll's house,
Refurbished - like new
And ran it home in your tight, clammy grasp.
Unwrapped - undone - and clutched to your chest,
Your favourite prize in a pile of bones.
When the cuts from your nails went sour and stank you medicated me -
A noble doctor! So lucky you are! Just look at the leathery smiles he keeps behind cabinet doors.
Now gone, the sores still weep
No cure
No quick fix
Used - for parts
Feb 21, 2018
Feb 21, 2018 at 2:38 PM UTC
You stole my body from the doll's house,
Refurbished - like new
And ran it home in your tight, clammy grasp.
Unwrapped - undone - and clutched to your chest,
Your favourite prize in a pile of bones.
When the cuts from your nails went sour and stank you medicated me -
A noble doctor! So lucky you are! Just look at the leathery smiles he keeps behind cabinet doors.
Now gone, the sores still weep
No cure
No quick fix
Used - for parts