Paper Doll
I’m here again,
sitting in the living room,
lamplight yellow,
scratching places
unmentionable.
I would tell you to kiss my ass
if the game were less real.
I would tell you to eat worms
if the garden wears turned and planted.
I would tell you I love you
if you looked at me again.
But you don’t look at me
and I fold in half,
paper doll holding hands with myself.
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This is very moving. I am there with you.
holding hands with myself
Thank you. Working out images for feelings.
“But you don’t look at me/and I fold in half”
Great lines!