A/N: I intended to put up my Sora fic (AKA: obsessive Tsukasa-kun fixation "I want to be your friend" tendency fic) but someone beat me to the little kid. Instead, here's a poem. If my self esteem recovers, I may post the aforementioned fanfic.
the monitor - it shimmers
two pixels, eight pixels, six hundred
our eyes hazy in desire.
goggles latched onto our skulls
we watch the avatars,
deities in supermodel bodies.
Warriors.
it's us.
it's not us.
the monitor - it pulsates
an octopus with wires of fiberglass
our hands grip controllers, sweating.
lonely children, geeky boys, housewives -
morbidly obese men.
we are the machine.
plug in, log on.
The Monitor.
- it shatters us.
the monitor - it shimmers
two pixels, eight pixels, six hundred
our eyes hazy in desire.
goggles latched onto our skulls
we watch the avatars,
deities in supermodel bodies.
Warriors.
it's us.
it's not us.
the monitor - it pulsates
an octopus with wires of fiberglass
our hands grip controllers, sweating.
lonely children, geeky boys, housewives -
morbidly obese men.
we are the machine.
plug in, log on.
The Monitor.
- it shatters us.
