Doll – Donna Dallas

I try to wrap you a sad gift
of condensed tears
you unwrap hieroglyphics
deem me an unkempt
confused mass of curls
a man-nizer
yet I paint quite pretty during festive
cocktail parties
schmooze your business partners
while coiled on your arm smiling
with my radiant teeth
12k from your dentist on Park

There’s some kind of syphoning
of our breath
into the great gorge
I watch while you stand with
the moon to your left
the sparkle of your ring against
the window – a divine spectacular

Satin sheets
a Ralph Lauren duvet
I lay
boredom under bones
dulled lace in waiting