Friday, August 1, 2008

Hatred for the Weaker Things

Stupid little doll;
Poor, weak, defenseless little doll;
Poor, little vicious doll-
Standing there so oblivious,
You’re not even there.
You’re flesh teases form and color as if you live,
When you’re really just a vehicle for someone else’s power.

Vicious public; vicious underground;
vicious woman, why do you look so sad?
Is it for lack of the voice you never had?

Stupid, helpless toys I hate your
innocence, for your sin is not your own,
it is mine.

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