Makeshift Baby Doll

I've known the difference between the mask and the flesh -
Between you and me.
Between this and them.
From passing out to passing judgement,
Your dreams are old subtitled reruns.
Midnight wishes and sixteen years;
Thinking you're at the end,
Reverse/respell
You're at your end.
The minutes fade to black like drama.
Stop talking in reverse.
Your bandaids are made from sticky tape and dead skin.
That's all.