Doll on a Plane
They will return
with new truths
behind pale face.
Eyes will remain
motionless to
any question.
Lips remain
impervious
to confession.
It's not the rabbit
jumping into
the ground at feet
but their look
as they climb
slowly out
that shows a head
made hollow
for secrets
only kept
because no one
will understand.
Hands reach out
only to find
limbs too smooth
and too hardened
to ever take
offers of warmth.
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