What if you ain’t got no money when the stock markets and the economy crashes?
I guess that would just level the playing field, wouldn’t it?

She’s got
a skip
in her system—
spring-loaded joy
that flings her
hip to heel—
yeah no big deal.

The ground
says stop
when she says
hippity hop—
through puddles
past rules
eluding parking tickets
like a polite
disobedient girl.

Not even
the rain
can land
a hit—
the girl
with no diggity—
hop hop
hippity free.

with every passing moment,
I find it more and more
difficult to determine
who is human &
what human is?

Doll-like
Porcelain-like
Glass-like
Fragile
Agile

Being your doll
Is like dirt being swept along the hall
It's exhausting
Bones have turned into mere joints
As you control my movements
You blame it on me and point
Pull on the strings
Move my parts
Remember what the rings
Are made for;
Art

Bendable
Any position you'd like and you got it
You want me on the table?
You got it!
Want me on the shelf?
You got it!
Want me to pose like an elf?
You got it!
Want to place me on your lap?
You got it!
You want to abuse me?
Do it
Those pretty patterns won't show up on me
They won't harm me

“Sit there and look pretty” is something I couldn't do because of you
Requests out of your mouth, going in the kitchen and making a sandwich for you

I can't eat
I can't even talk
I can't control myself
I've set myself up for my own demise
You're my owner
Forever