Within the ball
Within the red and white
The technology
The paint
The label
The fingerprints
Lays nothing but hope
As I clutch this ball staring out into the
Field
Sea
Mountain
Forest
Sky
Tall Grass
Cave
Sewer
Tree
City
Tower
Abandoned mansion
Abandoned electrical house
I stare at what I wish was mine
What should be mine
I close my eyes, pray to no one
And I throw the ball
It bounces off the surface of my dreams and shatters my mind into the harsh reality of the light
I was sleeping. Damnit.
I look over to misty, sleeping like an overgrown weed in her sleeping bag.
Yum.
Pokemon. Gotta. Catch. 'Em. All.
