Be My Doll

Be my doll
Let us play my game for once
Let me jab you with needles
And take scissors to cut on the dotted lines of your neck

If I can't have real blood
This cotton will suffice
I'll rip off your sewn on button eyes
And sew on a frown with damp crimson thread

I'll chain you up and tug on your hair
Tightening it into two painful braids
Which I shall watch ignite with beautiful orange flames
You'll be my plastic baby and I'll watch you melt

I'll dangle you from a rope
Your marble eyes unable to close
Staring at the tile floor under you
For you are made of glass and if you fall, you shall shatter

I'll laugh bitterly
A wry smile twisting my features
I love my new dolly
Just like you loved when I was yours.