05-24-2016, 04:49 AM
"Games" v2
I glance at anchors
on screen as I
glance at history
textbooks. I cannot edit
“now.” Rifts along my palms
channel canyons, and echoes of
escape press on
from A to B. Another life! Figures,
versing sonic
tosses, block, puzzling
a litany of throes. “Out
in the real world” rings as I touch
upon reset. Once again,
my motions fall
into pixels
like Luigi.
"Games" v1
I glance
at screens as I
glance at history
textbooks. I can’t edit 5
“now.” I will,
I move A to B
— another life!
Figures,
amid sonic tosses, 10
block, contemplating
a litany of throws. “Out
in the real world” rings as
I touch upon reset. Motion
falls into pixels
like a Mario once
again.
I glance at anchors
on screen as I
glance at history
textbooks. I cannot edit
“now.” Rifts along my palms
channel canyons, and echoes of
escape press on
from A to B. Another life! Figures,
versing sonic
tosses, block, puzzling
a litany of throes. “Out
in the real world” rings as I touch
upon reset. Once again,
my motions fall
into pixels
like Luigi.
"Games" v1
I glance
at screens as I
glance at history
textbooks. I can’t edit 5
“now.” I will,
I move A to B
— another life!
Figures,
amid sonic tosses, 10
block, contemplating
a litany of throws. “Out
in the real world” rings as
I touch upon reset. Motion
falls into pixels
like a Mario once
again.
“Nature is a haunted house—but Art—is a house that tries to be haunted.” - Emily Dickinson

