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Neverquest

I like to play RPGs

It's a world that is unlike my own

and I'm a character I've named myself.

Sometimes I save my progress

on a file- safe and undisturbed-

and then I wreak havoc,

make friends I wouldn't make,

experiment for potential easter eggs.

It feels good to know I can just go back

to where I started

unfazed, undamaged, unharmed.

And if I ever do something substantial

in my free-for-all joyride of side quest,

I can always save it to another file.

There are so many memory cards in my drawer.

 

I find myself living life this way-

but with empty drawers

and only one disturbed file.

of only one fazed, damaged, harmed, character,

that my brother named when I was a baby,

in a world that I don't like too much.

And everyone tells me it's a game-

that we all put our hours in.

I just see the option

of a never-ending boss battle with loneliness,

or a never-ending side quest with friends,

and too much damage done,

so where better to let my thumbs rest?

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May 28, 2014
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