NetherRealm Studios released their newest video game “Injustice 2” recently. It’s a fighting game with the DC super hero pantheon. As a big fan of comic books, the franchise is my bread and butter. Because it released just yesterday — I haven’t wanted to spare much free time for lots of words.
I played and played, then realized that I hadn’t gotten that feeling of accomplishment that I have grown used to before bed. When I get something written down and completed. So I wanted to write a bit of poetry about video games and what they are meaning to me in tandem with writing as I get older.
Familiar Fortress.
Moving pixels in three dimensional space
give unquestionable escape.
Hunting for treasure,
scavenging for leather.
Climing rooftops,
to collect a feather.
Sated.
Used to be the desires to create.
Polygons streaming across.
Ornate.
Clashing of plate and steel,
feelings easier to process.
Intake.
Moving pixels in three dimensional space
give unquestionable escape.
Eventually no longer,
sates.
Bake thoughts,
share the plate.
Fate.
Not one to believe in it.
Though writing is what it is instead.
Gate.
I do now have some sort of sense of accomplishment, and a release from the day in some way. We will see if I manage to write a lot of words tomorrow, or if I will climb into my familiar fortress and end the night with poetry again.
Thank you for reading.
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