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