adventures in dysthymia

Sunday, May 02, 2004

Toy

I am God's broken toy,
passed on to his younger brother.
He dresses me in motley
to be the fool in his puppet shows
then forgets me.

Yesterday, I learned a song
from the roaches in his closet.
It goes "hmmmmmmmm."
Sing with me.
Hmmmmmmmmm.

Stephen Brooke ©2004

--and don't ask me where this one came from...I think I'd rather not know!

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