Monday, February 7, 2011

China Doll

I pull on the vines
Bring them close to my chest
I wrap them around my carcass
please don't fall apart now
I put myself back together
like a broken china doll
a million shards of porcelain surround me
I gather up increments of others lives
there is life in these bones
I breathe in the transient waves
of their vines, their thoughts
into my own china doll
I repaint her tiny eyes
so that they remain open, aware and wide
to see her mistakes
I put them into her mouth
forgive yourself I say!
she smiles and swallows

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