A Kiss In The Dark

We weren't always dolls Before the dolls - flesh was RAW and torn Before we were dolls we could rip open our skin and bare it to the world and when a little girl peered inside everything was new and unseen but flesh got harder to dig into and tear and stretch over a canvas and all the little girls grew impatient for it had been a long time since they had seen something new so the little girls tapped on our skin with gnarled hands and crooned open up let us see but we didn't we couldn't open up please let us see its been too long but our skin was fully hardened then plastic as a penny LET US IN they screeched and clawed at our skin but it didn't yield when our pretty pink lips parted in protest only echoes came out and a little girl leaned in maybe to peer through our mouths into our stomachs maybe to taste the blankness but when it did it choked its mouth filled with pounds and pounds of fluff and nothing whispers of when skin was made to be torn and little girls didn't dull their fingernails down scratching at doll flesh