she wears the dress

i wore with pride

it sticks to her rubber thighs

her stiffened fingers

at her side

oversized hair

for an oversized head

with lips too big to be polite

and fabricated liveness

in dull plastic eyes

hips too big

for pants too small

the same pair of shoes

that matches it all

eyebrows forever arched infallibly

but with that

expressionless for eternity

gleaming at her ears

glittering things tucked in her hair

just a ponytail,

with those high heels?

where is she going?

with no one to move her,

not very far.