Barbie Chang’s Tears

Barbie Chang’s tears are the lights of

              the city that go off on

off on the men walking around the city

              move but Barbie Chang

doesn’t she cannot promote herself if

              she had legs she would

stop begging if she had a head she

              would stop her own

wedding but the city has no extra

              bedding it is not

ready yet the maids are still making

              beds Barbie Chang is

still making things up there are always

              storms long arms drinks

with pink umbrellas because they know

              she is confused like a

seahorse light avoids her town on

              the map B2 C4 she

wants to be used she doesn’t want to

              be with you it is morning

again and Barbie Chang is already

              mourning the men the

night men who are always right who

              never write back

she prefers to sleep on her back so she

              can see the eyes of her

attackers in the morning a bed with

              questions with her

depression on each side two small

              holes from knees