ShopDreamUp AI ArtDreamUp
Deviation Actions
Literature Text
The Doll House
It's not sad when a man plays with a doll
What's sad is a grown person that doesn't play at all
There are samples of gods and demons in dolls
When we play with dolls we play with ourselves
When we play with ourselves we play with an assimilated doll man
An object to toy with
As the man is then played and toyed with
A plasticity and a superficiality comes over him
He begins to wonder if he has ever loved before
He remembers something of love but it is vague
The players of these dolls take the man and they place him in a doll house
They touch him and tell him how pretty that he is
He screams, with his teeny, tiny, itty bitty voice, he screams
They kiss him to ease his screams
Inside his doll house they put a miniature doll house
"Play with this house", they tell him
He plays with the house and begins to realize that he is inanimate,
With his plastic clothes and hair
An inanimate object such as he is supposed to play with dolls
A child tears out of him and he screams
There, and there for a split second he remembers love! ;
He feels pain and love, and for a split second in time, or he perceives to be time,
He is alive and ceases to be inanimate and cries
Then he realizes that he is a doll
The doll house was never there, just a dolls vision
Look into it and you will see
A doll house for you and me
It's not sad when a man plays with a doll
What's sad is a grown person that doesn't play at all
There are samples of gods and demons in dolls
When we play with dolls we play with ourselves
When we play with ourselves we play with an assimilated doll man
An object to toy with
As the man is then played and toyed with
A plasticity and a superficiality comes over him
He begins to wonder if he has ever loved before
He remembers something of love but it is vague
The players of these dolls take the man and they place him in a doll house
They touch him and tell him how pretty that he is
He screams, with his teeny, tiny, itty bitty voice, he screams
They kiss him to ease his screams
Inside his doll house they put a miniature doll house
"Play with this house", they tell him
He plays with the house and begins to realize that he is inanimate,
With his plastic clothes and hair
An inanimate object such as he is supposed to play with dolls
A child tears out of him and he screams
There, and there for a split second he remembers love! ;
He feels pain and love, and for a split second in time, or he perceives to be time,
He is alive and ceases to be inanimate and cries
Then he realizes that he is a doll
The doll house was never there, just a dolls vision
Look into it and you will see
A doll house for you and me
I was going to name this poem the grown man. It's lazy work...
© 2010 - 2024 Grim-Blackthorne
Comments3
Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In
Not bad.
Now I want to make some dolls.
Now I want to make some dolls.