Pacify

I cherished her once, the blue smudge on her cheek reminded me of a song

The stitching around her small white bonnet was the melody of our story soft and sweet

She looks angelic like first light after a dark storm, she smiles brightly lips stretched over porcelain teeth

Dragged around by tiny feet.

Dust collects on her nose, the melody of our story now sits in a static heap

Tiny feet become unforgiving thumps

A stretched smile turns blue like the dull smudge on her cheek

Her eyes move slowly, cautiously from her perched stage

They lock eyes, memories of a story soft and sweet.

The glassy eyes lock onto mine pleading in agony

Her stitching looks jagged like the mouth of a starved cannibal

The bonnet over her curls droops in white waves

I am reminded of those days of joy, laughter

Clutching to her as I thumped my tiny feet

Her vague eyes remind me those days are long gone

Her eyes following me until my feet will thump no more.