in the garbage, I was once a source
of pleasure for about five minutes
but I didn't last long. I got broken.
Why? that's why.
I, the thing that the donuts go on,
am a yellow cone called I don't know
I got unscrewed from my base & found I was used
as a drinking cup by children
because I was hollow.
I am loud, I am the radio
that plays "Raindrops Keep Falling on my Head."
The rain and the rainbow & the one sleeping
with the frog are on me and the one sleeping with
the other girls sharing yellow are on me.
I was stolen from a playgroup in Massachusetts
and have lasted a long time. I have notes on me."
excerpt from Toy Epigrams, by Bernadette Mayer