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Ode to my Flamingo Solar Dancer
Your bright pink plastic
Screams at me,
And the only thing louder
Is the clicking that you begin to make
At the crack of dawn.
It is your clicking that brings
Me to a reality that smells
Of vegan breakfast sausage
That is frying downstairs.
It is you, and only you that
Motivates me to escape dreamland
And taste orange juice once again.
You hold memories of fourth grade physics
Class, a time of joy, and projects
That now sit in the landfill.
You look as if you are going to go on vacation,
With your sunhat, beach shorts, and flip-flops,
And the only thing that keeps you grounded
Is your lost wing, which now sits beside you,
Detached, dues to my clumsiness.
I apologize for that.
I know you may feel unappreciated,
But I promise you that deep down inside,
There is a flamingo solar dancer shaped space
In my heart
That no one else could ever fill.