Toy Town

He gathers toys around him now.
His wife and daughter lost and gone;
A train set in the living room
Each tiny house a tiny lawn

A metal, plastic, textured world
That seems devoid of heart or soul,
But makes at least a corner where
He can pretend he has

Control

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