A white Victorian dollhouse
Sits on the playroom floor
Untouched.
The children run around outside
Playing games they’d get in trouble for playing
If only they weren’t
Unsupervised.
Inside the dollhouse
The parents are cold and
Unwelcoming.
They have grown out of love
From constant fighting
Lying
Cheating, and being
Untrustworthy.
After many years
The dollhouse is falling apart.
The roof is collapsing
The support beams are cracking
Termites have destroyed the foundation.
And all the while,
The kids are playing outside
Unaware.