Dolls

we are no more than plastic dolls
broken shapes on wet macadam
ragged hair
bleeding fngers

now we are garbage
now we are useless
every moment a new doll is born
this world is too crowded
to ft them all

you cannot get high
however you try
they won’t let you in
the gates of paradise are closed

2004

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