Of a Tuchuk Carnivor

Curio Doll

From strings suspended
A world upended
From all you knew before
I am the voice
your only choice..
The puppet master's whore

Eyes dulcet blue
I've stitched you true
Denial cannot hide..
Ocular pins
Of favorite sins
Hold your vision clarified.

Pretty poppet
Lonely cosset
What's in your garden fair?
A stained glass knife
Must drain the life
And not a memory spare.
A cricket's sigh
A love's goodbye
A tired starling's song
A raven's dance
Seen by chance
As the sparrow tags along.

Sweet marionette
Exquisite pet
What has brought you to this place?
Lullaby of dust
And playthings of rust
Dressed up in stolen lace

With painted cheeks
Your laughter reeks
Of tears you refuse to cry
Ribboned rings
And borrowed wings
In your attempts to fly

Pariah's tune
A wicked rune
Of micro managed sanity
Angel's lament
Is heaven sent....

But there is no reply.


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