Baby Doll sits

across a table in a booth

from a man searching for

the inside of her brain

 

She wants a man

she can call Honey,

not Daddy

 

He wants a woman

he can call sweetheart,

not Baby Doll

 

The space across the tablecloth

is checkered and vinyl,

littered with loneliness

 

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