Bittersweet

Shook this barbie doll until it came to life

Until it wouldn’t come to life

Had it lived a life like mine?

With constant coup d’états against this reality 

I conceded, I admit

Against ageless plastered smiles mechanically painted on

These frequent visitors

Mimicking me solely to express that I am exaggerating the situation

Life’s perils aren’t frozen in a smile

Or merciful

Unless you count the moments where every finger is sweet enough to suck on