he's hooked up to a beeping device.
the wrong finger flick
and he's out of life.
one slow reaction is all it takes
to end the gamer's game.
the lines flash in time,
his breath pulses with the
beeping booms.
high blows to her ears.
his coma seems endless until --
his stirring fingers race for life,
tapping out the quickening seconds
hot breath, be still, she pleads.
demented thumbs pulse,
press, push, play, plead
oh, give me life, he cries at once --
then
no breath
no words break the air
a streaming line, endless ringing,
symphony of defeat
and the game stops.
**Dedicated to the inspiring boy who sat in front of me in study hall and played video games all period.**
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