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If Heaven Ain’t Alot Like Legoland…

i was created this way

flawed and absent at least

half a dozen moving parts

and a few outer decals.

my packaging was ok.

must’ve been a mix-up

down at the plant.  maybe

Quality Controller #12 was

having her smoke break as

i traversed down the sterile

conveyor belt.  left to check

my own quality with nothing

to measure it against. perhaps, she

was there – all the time, watching

for me and chose to secretly

scrape some of these needed

pieces off onto the floor,

to be re-melted and used

in someone else’s box.

imagine my surprise when

after years of painstaking

work to fit all my parts into

their appropriate places, i

finished only to find these

gaping holes in me.  i must’ve

checked that empty box a

thousand times for the pieces

that i knew wouldn’t be there.

still i checked.  always hoped.

that maybe i’d find this piece

or that – behind the coffee table,

between the cushions on that couch

you hate, or perhaps the dog ran

off with them.  please don’t

fault me for my faults,

i was simply

packaged

this way.

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8 thoughts on “If Heaven Ain’t Alot Like Legoland…

  1. Neal Cowan says:

    Very nice. I think all of us are missing a few parts. Some of us just go on and hope people can take us like we are. The pieces are lost and we can’t do anything about it. About all we can expect to do is ” Have a good day today. It’s really all we control.

  2. This poem is sad to me. not because the pieces are missing, but because still, we keep looking for them…
    “maybe

    Quality Controller #12 was

    having her smoke break as

    i traversed down the sterile

    conveyor belt”
    so well written.

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