Claw Machine Doll

I won’t hide today,

Behind characters contrived to say

The words that perch

Impertinently on my tongue

With brazen threat

But dearth of deed.

I will verbalize,

Actualize,
Embody what I divine

When my fingers

Trace the cracks in my youth:

That it isn’t too late

To keep the moon awake all night,

To stop living like a claw machine doll,

Painted emotions and plastic love

Awarded to a lucky winner.