Doll

A spasm, an attack.
Involuntary, compulsive.

A head shot forward,
eyes latched shut,
a twitch-

Hands fly up to catch it.
Two words, two
simple
words.

Great depth hidden
behind a norm, an
automatic
response.

They don't mean anything anymore.

A phrase: expected,
cliched, indifferent.

Love's become routine.

I'd love to see if you understand it. J PS- The title really has nothing to do with it.