MAKE BELIEVE

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   MAKE BELIEVE

   The staircase crumbles over time,

   leaving a film of white-out over it all.

   Air whistles through the broken windows,

   a high-pitched moaning sound to my ears.

   Cobwebs catch hold of my hair,

   twirling the strands against my face.

   I climb the creaking stairs to the attic,

   to see what lies behind the peaked window.

   A doll house sized door waits at the top,

   its tiny knob small for my fingers.

   I stoop to enter the round room,

   lit by beams of light from the beveled window.

   A collection of dolls sleep in the morning sun,

   lined up like soldiers around the room.

   Porcelain skin shining white,

   so lifelike in their slumbering pose.

   I reach to touch the Elizabethan girl,

   dressed in a gown of burgundy and lace.

   Skin so soft and warm,

   for a doll created for make believe.

   The room feels even smaller,

   eyes following my every move.

   A movement from the far corner

   catches my roving eye.

   Pinocchio stands up to face me,

   an evil grin across his wooden face.

   He says in a high shrill voice

   as he lumbers on wooden legs to me,

   “Hello, Nice to meet you.

   Time to play our nightly game.”

   Arms and legs come at me,

   a cacophony of sounds hit my ears.

   I go down beneath the dolls,

   now one of their creations of make believe.

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