Crystal eyes blindingly wide,
Never glancing another way without her puppeteer.
Sweet rosy lips stretched into a permanent, forced smile.
Joints stiff, glued into place.
Glass skin cracking; slowly, steadily.
Breaking shard by shard, tiny button nose a hallow hole.
Satin blue dress of lace,
Eaten by moths; falling apart piece by piece.
Beauty so still, torn apart by the neglect of a bored child.
