Saturday, November 3, 2012

Game Boy

illustration by Mike Scott

The real world scared him, he stayed in his room.
Days could go by before he'd emerge from the gloom. 
He felt no need to interact with people on the outside,
He had enough friends online. Or so he lied. 

His mother believed him - she didn't play those "silly" games,
So how would she know he'd made up all their names?
Besides, she was too busy earning a living as a single mom,
So for all she knew, he could've been designing a bomb. 

But his habits were harmless to everyone but himself,
The only people he killed were from the games off his shelf.
With nimble fingers and reactions super-quick
He was master of his world and could change it with just one click.


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