Thursday, February 18, 2010

Box

Take a nap to rest your eyes,

Wake up early task to despise,

Long drive ahead leave at sunrise,

Alarm clock set time to retire,

A box of cardboard the cat's desire,

Oh I rub my paws it makes noise,

Scratch my face and play with toys,

Here she comes my buddy and pal,

Sit next to me sit for a while,

I lick your neck you lick mine too,

Oops made you mad nothing I could do,

Oh hey look out that's my master's face,

Don't jump there it's not a race,

Look what you did you silly kitty,

Cut that lip and nose what a pity,

Hey come back he didn't seem to notice,

I think you're in the clear he's lost focus,

He'll wake up and wonder what the hell happened,

Perhaps a ninja or Nazi combatant,

He'll go to the hospital and try to explain,

Strange looks and gestures they'll think he's insane,

Monkeys from space they launched an attack,

Armed with toothpicks to poke and whack,

Or maybe I was assaulted by a bear,

Carried off in it's beak back to it's lair,

My bear has a beak and nasty claws of steel,

He ripped off my nose for his aromatic meal,

Sir I've heard enough it's obvious to see,

You cut yourself and are playing games with me,

Leave at once or I'll go upside your head,

Madness exists in all that I've said,

Or is it madness to be alive but dead

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Body Count

When I think back to days of old,

Attention short and temper bold,

Drawn toward pixel and sword,

Mystify with mutant ninja horde,

Then one day a spy I play,

The golden gun to target prey,

Combat friends in close proximity,

Detonate bombs to cause calamity,

Fast forward to the brothers smash,

Charge a blast or eat real fast,

Grab a hammer to beat them down,

A simple star to crush a town,

Incoming attack from outer space,

A giant ring threatens human race,

Strap on your boots its not a drill,

Snipe elites one shot one kill,

And at the end of it all I sit and laugh,

Body count rising my unquenchable wrath

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Era

Born into the last chapter,

Soon the story ends no ever after,

Slip through the rafters of time,

Misplaced pinpoint so fine,

Exist am I a grain of sand,

Descend my glass as fast as I can,

Speeding down snowball mountain,

Journey cold but I'm still counting,

Track and trace every little mistake,

Perhaps forsake the guilt useless to make,

If I had my choice I'd live much sooner,

Possibly a time worship the sun or lunar,

A simple day filled with hunt and foray,

No digital head shots I have beasts to slay,

Live to protect and keep enemies at bay,

But these illusions cloud current delusions,

Confusing at times but I prefer the chaos,

For this is my era wherever it may take us

Out of Reach

Leaves me breathless to see,

Intangible it seems to be,

The motions always capture me,

Effortlessly stuck in the loop,

Hear the soft voice to swoop,

Power in a whisper cold trance,

Perhaps chance invokes dance,

But look closer where it grows,

Spawning free and out it goes,

Sunder armor with faint echoes,

A wound to blend among the woes,

I wait for those times to close,

Snap the dragon before the fire,

Cage and key freeze heart desire,

Morning thaw rehash so raw,

The stage is empty but I'm glad I saw