Gamer Poetry

Last year I wrote poems that focused on playing computer games. 

The best one is a sonnet. I didn't base this one directly off a video game experience, but I think you will see its connection to gaming.

"Play"

I brought my water gun outside to play

In Thailand's ninety-degree humid heat

No other kids were in the field today

No fun from victory, none to defeat.

Some chickens crossed the road, play things for me

They clucked their way near me and reached the creek

Unsmiling, I pumped the gun. Wanting glee

I aimed; I fired; I struck and soaked the weak-

Est yellow chick who hit the ground all wet

It crushed its eyelids; it could not make sound

It shuddered, freezing in the heat; it let

The air out of its chest, froze on a mound

Of dirt now wet, it slept, alone. And I

Stood by, now silent, asking why, oh why...

I submitted this to UCSD's Mania Magazine, and it's in the Fall 2008 issue. I recommend picking up a Mania Mag! They are good.