On the bookcase
In the corner of the room
Quiet
Watching
Just as I should be
A shut eye doll
All dressed up
Florals and lace
No motive
No voice
Only eyes
And a painted on smile
Controlled
Coddled and pampered
Maneuvered and manipulated
It’s for my worst
It’s for my best
I am a shut eye doll
Sitting quiet
Sitting still
Feeling unheard
Feeling unreal
Detach
Feeling nothing
Under her watch
Under her control
I am happy
I am blessed
Life is good
Porcelain and curls
Is she watching?
Is she there?
Am I real?
Can I move?
Can I think?
Can I do?
She’s back
Get in position
Smiles
Wide eyes
Back straight
Beautiful
Silly me
She’s always there
Always watching
Always controlling
It’s for my best
It’s for my best
I am a porcelain, shut eye doll
Always watching
And being observed
Under her control
In the corner of the room
I am her shut eye doll