Blown-Head Doll Poem by Patti Masterman
Blown-Head Doll
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Blown-head doll,
Gasketed cradle,
Sight of the curious,
Plague of the poor;
Nothing is left
On her bare body:
She won't be played with
Anymore.
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5/4/2024 2:43:27 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Well I was just blown away by the numbers of poems you have written. Must of been on a mushroom writing this. I will take a gander, drugs, gasketed cradle, perhaps her fate sealed at birth, kind of like Marilyn Monroe symbolism. Best I could figure. Intriguing!