Her bubblegum tongue is covered
In plaque, she’s blessed with blue eyes and
The money for contacts.
Apocalyptic shadows dancing
Underneath her plastic lashes
Alteration hovers near.
Sucking waistlines, padding on breasts
Flakey powder dusted on nose
Perfection is a dream.
Caloric intake becomes an
Obsession, or rather the stares
And attention it brings.
Barbie seduction, weaseling
Compliments, replacing her meals
With flirtatious banter …
Don’t you want to be what she is?
For conformists and preteens kiss
Her silicon behind
In high hopes of a transfer of
Power to them.
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