Life of a Porcelain Princess

a little door
for a little doll
a little room
windowless walls.
a little comb
for her little head
a little snore
in her little bed.
a tiny crack
in her tiny neck
whistling wind
increasing wreck.
a little fray
a little pull
a bit of soup
in her little bowl.
a lot of time
in her little life
to dream
to sleep
side a little knife.
a touch of sound
outside the door
a hint of hope
shone on the floor.
a twitch
a gasp
a shrug and turn
a little flame
a lot of burn.
aging thread
an ounce of dust
tiny sprinkles
consumed by rust.
a teensy lock
invisible key.
small tears and teeth
will set her free.