China Doll

I pull on the vines Bring them close to my chest I wrap them around my carcass please don't fall apart now I put myself back together like a broken china doll a million shards of porcelain surround me I gather up increments of myself there is life in these tiny pieces I breathe in the transient waves of their vines, their thoughts into my own china doll I repaint her tiny eyes so that they remain open, aware and wide The cracks remain like tiny veins Their little voice soft and eerie Whisper in my porcelain ear Steel yourself from past flaws Know that you are a beautiful china doll