Doll [for lack of a better title]

this performance began with heartbeats and hand claps
tap, slap, clap
shuffle, step
and snip

she sits and stares
reading her surroundings
analyzing, concluding

she thinks too much and acts too little
the words never quite say it, nor are executed in the right way

all the strings are cut
the dance is over
and she crumbles into a pile of limbs

he looks at her staring
her glass eyes roll up
to focus on the lights
and not the wood floors
where her imprints should be

the dark absences absorb the glow
her eyes swallow the endless beams
all she can do is stare

he approaches her and stands next to her heap
the light reflects off her porcelain skin
her arms reach around him
and touch her back

he creates for her
little moments of distraction
she stares and absorbs too much of him

the branches begin where the song (and the strings) left off
slowly, they grow, split and thicken
weaving between her fingers, taking a hold of strands of her hair
they insert themselves beneath her armpits
and as they heighten, she begins to straighten
her limbs configure
she unfolds
until the illusion of standing alone is complete

the woods immerse the doll
they swallow her colors, until only the porcelain
of her face can be seen
the branches continue, enveloping over her head
until they reach the heavens or consume her completely
they will never be satisfied.

[Please give me feedback on this one, I'm not sure if its 'finished', if you want to see the picture that inspired it go to this link:
http://ibiblio.org/wm/paint/auth/cornell/cornell.bebe-marie.jpg Also if you have suggestions for titles I am down]