August 3, 2011

• Sprite

  Yep i know this should be ASSCAT stuff really but, i’ve been distracted by some pretty awesome gaming….so here’s a poem inspired by games to tide you over.
  
  Hey sprite! there you are i miss you when you are gone, i trust your well and don’t hold a grudge for all the times i’ve spilt your blood.
  I’ve shot you, stabbed you, blown you up. I’ve set you on fire and taken off limbs. I’ve hunted you down and prayed for your death, i’ve been witness to a thousand last breaths.
  
  But no matter how many or how final it seems your always back, brand new, no wounds.
  
  And don’t get me wrong it’s not all bad, while many have died and many more will my only purpose is not to kill.
  I’ve loved you, i’ve cared, i’ve laughed and identified, anthropomorphised and shared. I’ve built you cities, decorated your home, seen you naked and designed your clothes.
  Together we’ve ruled empires, been gods and heroes, slayen demons, robots and chickens.
  
  I suppose what i’m saying, what i’m trying to mean….through you I have adventured, seen alien worlds. Experienced fear, joy, love and wonder….maybe your nothing, no more than code. Ones and zeroes on tram lines of fate, but to me in YOUR moment when you’re alive you open that door between the screen and my mind, and then for a while we are one….and then you are gone.

  • 8:26 pm
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