ken doll

in a world without heroes,

we’re trapped in a jelly jar

licked clean

from bottom to neck

 

the temptation

is to manufacture

salvation,

 

to succumb to the notion

we can have it all.

 

two plastic hands

and a plastic

foot, or

a pair of painted

eyes, an all-american

 

white boy with

broad shoulders,

thin lips, and

a flash of lifelessness

 

living

deep inside

the tan lines

 

rising and subsiding

a wave

on a green sea.

 

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