The Broken Toy

The toy looks so lovely from the outside of the window shop...
And oh so beautiful in the wrapping
but really it was broken in the most unfixable of ways..
It was not warm nor was it soft..
For it was a toy so humanlike such qualities became expected of it..

With the toy came a disclaimer..
But the broken toy's beauty was soo great one did not notice it..
I did not know the return policy,
and i struggled to fix it.
And though the crack was minor..
It seems like a canyon..
Thus the name..the broken toy

i sat on my bed..with my broken toy,
torn,
torn between kissing it and crying
Staring at it, i realised that i was confused because i too was broken..
I was a broken master...
With a broken toy.

By Kui Kubai