Dolls can chill. Or Die. By Bes Zain

Ahh yes, the doll. An abomination. A scary beast. Something to not look at. Something to not touch. Something to not talk about. Some things that many typical guys think of when they think of the word “doll.”

I found this with Katie outside of Popeye’s in Pittsburg in California.

What to write about this thing,
that lays on the ground,
is it ok to call it a “thing”,
or does it have a real crown?

A “doll”, many people call it,
an abomination, as many people see it,
it is something used to define sexes,
it is something used to bring happiness.

She lies there looking up, if she is a she,
looking at others pass her by, are they all free?
People look at her and get surprised,
they take her pictures, and then they pass her by.

Do people wonder what she is doing there?
Or do people wonder why she is not theirs?
What do people think when they accidentally step on her?
What does she think when people ignore her?

Does it matter if she does not move like others,
she is laying there, like anyone would on a bed,
it seems as if she is simply bored, or is observing everyone else,
trying to see what others do and try to move ahead.

All dressed to party, or all dressed to die,
either way the concept of her, really wants to fly,
so someone takes picture, of this particular doll,
off to do other things, passing by the doll.

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