My Favorite Toy

I want to play
with my favorite toy
but it has recalled itself from my shelf
because of defective parts.
It is in indefinite repair
of loosened screws I thought
I could
fix
but now I find
it doesn't want to be
screwed
by me
anymore.
I think my toy
grew scared of our
games
and now
it's afraid
to play.
I see it run
the other way
when I enter
the playroom.
It said it wants
to play
with other toys.
"This city has many pretty toys,"
but they can't play
as well
as
me.
My toy is looking
for parts
to fix its defects
in other, prettier toys.
It doesn't know
that I can help it
rebuild
and keep it glued
together
because I am
complete
and
I
am
not
a
toy.
I am the best playmate in town.
Someday soon it will grow bored of those pretty toys
and ask to enter my playroom
again.
But my toy has been in the shop
for too long
and I have started to forget
our games.
I grow tired of playing alone
and waiting for my
favorite toy to mend
itself.
I think that soon
I'll need to go shopping for
another toy
to fill the emptiness
in
my
playroom.