on February the 3rd

I stopped being a person

and I became

something else

something that only needs one word

He put the eggs on the table

right next to the milk

and I dreamed of my father

with determined eyes

like a soldier

and it was me

whom he easily 

killed 

that day

I was swallowed 

suddenly asked

numerous questions

about 

limbs, fluids, hair, sperm 

and all that remains

as if I knew

I, who have never known men 

He brought home

the wood and the flowers

and I wanted him back 

with the gum

I couldn’t find my lighter either

but I was afraid

of rooms suddenly

turning beige and white 

and all light

all cleanliness and no sex

makes 

Mary

a sad 

doll 

the exact same day

I was declared

happy

and sane

like a doll

within a doll

within a doll

within a doll

remains

female