a solid yellow triangle, under a silver disc
a turquoise volkswagon with gleaming gold piping
a cat walking on a pink fur ball
a Turkish eye for luck, blue white black
a pair of red shoes Dorothy wore
a purple feather beneath a disco ball
a tree under a pop of bubblegum pink
all one of a kind pieces
now one of each kind
left on my shelf waiting
for the other to come back
from the road the park the sea the jogging track the train
where they dropped off
from the lobe
to travel the globe
not caring
about the ones left behind
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