Decorative Doll

Dressed in heavy sweaters
Dressed for the cold
I stand still - a decorative doll
You drape yourself around my shoulders
The answers lie in your hands

You will not relinquish me
You pledge your sincerity
You vow to cherish and defend me
From ghosts and from trolls
How can I leave? How can I escape?

I invoke an hypnotic incantation
A magical potion, a magical notion
I petition the Gods as your arms
Become ever more tightly wrapped around me
Then they fall away suddenly

As I kick back, I hit back
And now my protector
Turned predator becomes
A part of the swirling dust
At ground level and I smile
And say 'Good riddance.'