As a kid I imagined the future As crystalline cities in space: The great life ahead would be translucent times Lived out in a fantasy place Instead, I’m still in bricks and mortar, I’ve more of a cosmic house loan — And the closest I get to the world out beyond Comes from my Buzz Lightyear Ringtone
The world creeps forward, sometimes, but Nerf football was a lunge – To take the world’s most violent game And play it with A sponge
This one is about a kind-of-obscure toy.
We should know where we come from, Where we get our ideals: So, everything I need to know I learned from having Hot Wheels Like: if you want to get somewhere Its not how fast you go, But how well you prepare the track That makes you fast or slow And how, if winning’s what … Continue reading "Toys: Hot Wheels (or “Success Tracks”)"
To Kindergarten I was forced Without being consulted; And then you hand me this to do? I’m totally Insulted
I love completely this accursed thing (With its LCD screen and its 8-bit graphics) In the way of all first loves: Idealizing its virtues Overlooking its imperfections More for the memory of how I felt for the first time Than for the quality of the experience itself
(First published April, 2014. – Owen) When toys were the subject of my dreams I was a happy child, indeed; With flying ships and laser beams My every thought, my drink and feed Reality soon came to call And I crestfallen, most of all With feeling dull reality That I would no one special be … Continue reading "When Toys Were The Subject of My Dreams"
Her mind's at home in a miniature world.