1: The Playdoll ⁠
⁠I can be your mirror.⁠
I can be your fantasy.⁠
⁠I can be your doll.⁠
You put me on a block⁠
and call me beautiful.⁠
⁠Handle me properly.⁠
I feel like property.⁠
⁠I can be whatever you want me to be—⁠
⁠a body,⁠ a fantasy,⁠
⁠something soft enough⁠
to forget itself.⁠

2. The Fantasy⁠
⁠Wake up with a breeze on my skin,⁠
your breath still somewhere around me.⁠
⁠Spit and sweat⁠
feeling like summer rain.⁠
⁠Your skin against mine,⁠
your heat becoming mine.⁠
⁠How you make me believe⁠
there is nowhere else⁠
I should be.⁠

3. The Blade⁠
⁠The mirror in my hand⁠
is sharp as a blade.⁠
⁠You can be the one⁠
that cuts my back.⁠
⁠I kept becoming⁠
what you wanted to see.⁠
⁠Until I understood—⁠
⁠I was never⁠
your reflection.

4. The Echo ⁠
⁠Then suddenly—⁠
⁠ghosting me.⁠
⁠The room goes quiet.⁠
⁠All this time,⁠
I was asleep.⁠
⁠Lost in another world,⁠
a visor over my eyes.⁠
⁠And somewhere⁠
inside the dark—⁠
⁠I finally hear⁠
how quiet it had become.

5. The Mirror⁠
⁠Lube me up.
I can be your mirror.⁠
I can be your fantasy.⁠
⁠You think you’re in control,⁠
it’s just me.⁠
⁠You told me not to cry.⁠
⁠So I learned to swallow the water⁠
before it reached my eyes.⁠
Lube me up.

6. Wake⁠
⁠I am the body⁠
standing in front of you.⁠
⁠Still breathing.⁠
Still thirsty.⁠
Still here.⁠
⁠So tell me—⁠
⁠am I not thirsty enough?