Little Doll

I remember feeling this way
as a child
my brain wild
you feel like a god damn doll
bought by the fat lady
from a shop in the mall
placed so lovingly and dear
in her Curio
how it wreaked of fear
Little Dolls center stage
made of cloth
learn to sew with rage
and stares silently
as the fat lady sings
" blue bayou"
always ignores you
you, who was so important
that day in the mall
now..
on display but invisible
not so loved
after all

Alcoholic

You've lost you allure
no longer a sexy beast
Ha! but a fool
with a drunk's feast
upon his lips
    upon his skin
steeped in rude
Your behavior crude,
lewd and toxic....
a waste.
smeared across your face
in the form of last night dinner
but still yet
you awake in the morning
mourning
for the brain cells
your soul ate last night
and you tell yourself your
" A good boy"