Tom Whalen
“The Desires of Dolls”
from Dolls

Dolls want to call up another world. They want to be Japanese. They want to tell your mother and father what you did to them last night, the little things, the secret things, in your dreams. They want the moon to take your eyes, the earth your heart. They want you to lose yourself in some dark alley, to call out for their help which they cannot give even if they wanted to, which they don’t. They want you to tease them with your little doll lies, to strip and display them, memorize and mark them. “O look at my little dollie. Isn’t she pretty? Isn’t she mean?” They want you to burn them. They want you to blow on them. Because they love you, they want your indifference, your disdain. Whatever you can’t give, that most of all they want.

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