I'm a gamer
The things I do
Mapped new worlds
Slain a god or two
Blown up stars
And lead revolutions
Gained experience
And Increased my Constitution

Drove a tank
A star-ship
A dragon
Killed a zombie horde
Drank some mead from a flagon

I've built cities
and worlds
and life
I've ended wars
and Famines
and strife

I've lived more lives than one can live
I've seen the work of hundreds in the span of moments
More personal  than literature

Automn
Fall
Everything falling asleep
The ground's covered
Slowly decaying leaves
We pile them up for fun
Feasting starts
To keep spirits high
Creatures are saddened
A natural thing
The season after
Is often full of death
Long cold winters
Halfway through
Celebration
Not the original
Gifts are given
Not the original
Nobody remembers
The way we lived before

I gaze into the darkness
See everything that's still
Everything that ever was
And everything that will

I ignore the pull of time
I'm not confined by space
I arrive and bring destruction
And leave without a trace

I grin at death's foul hand
And chuckle at despair
I laugh at creature's horror
And smile at their terror

I dance on people's thoughts
And feed on people's dreams
I stare bemused at their minds
And peel away the seems

We sleep beyond the veil
Beyond the reach of all
We take the sentient life of space
And cause their worlds to fall

A funeral for a Great King
Mourning
Ageing
Descendants carve their paths
Glory
Heorot
A Demonic mood-killer
Lonely
Grendel
A hero answers the call
Distant
Majestic
A vow of aid
Impressive
Doubtful
Claims become realized
Death
Celebration
Danger revisits
Vengeance
Maternal
A journey to the marsh
Darkness
Fiends
An underwater duel
Headless
Reward
The hero departs
Sadness
Homecoming
A joyous return
Stories
Changes
A death in the family
Sadness
Inheritance
50 years prospers the Hero-King
Greatness
Theft
A beast is awoken
Ancient
Furious
The people suffer
Dust
Ashes
An old king rebels
Victory
Grief
A funeral for a Great King

The emptiness of everything
The power to transcend
The brightness of the stars
The  quickness of the end

Connecting the pieces of chaos
Directing the patterns of space
Creating something that isn't there
Our powerful human race

With size beyond conception
With darkness beyond compare
With sights that roil reflection
With planets full of air

Coldness one can’t picture
Heat beyond relation
Micro barren wastes
Sights beyond description


Before the great black holes
Before the stars were there
Before the rising of it all
Before we were aware

Timeless in its existence
Endless in its expanse
Thoughtless in its nature
Ruthless in its stance

Actors on the tiny stage
Invisible in size
They fill the place with rage and hate
And create a world of lies

With power that means nothing
The theater of our race
How minuscule our lives do seem
When they’re compared to space