by Phoebe
Deep in the warehouse,
we find piles of heads
pulled from Lego men,
Barbie dolls,
and wooden
marionettes,
in heaps that surround
a beheaded
man-sized statue
reminiscent of ancient
Roman gods.
Buttercup and I
jump up on the shoulders
of the statue,
curling into
our ball-and-head poses,
our cattails and paws
tucked beneath us:
the better to conserve energy.
Hooman #1
What is all this?
Hooman #A
The next bad dream
I'm going to have...
Phoebe
Lizardchildren learn
to decapitate hoomans
using dolls.
So they may be
breeding here.
Buttercup
Don't human kids
do this sometimes?
Hooman #A
Psychopaths, maybe.
Buttercup
Or half hooman,
half-lizardmen children...
Hooman #1
That's a thing?
Phoebe
Unfortunately.