Blasting Nasties at 4am

[MystyrMystyry]

Ah it feels much better than the
Two-dimensional sepia nightmare I had
Everything is vivid and sharp - and
The buildings wonderfully rendered
There! Pwootung! Got him!
Hidden goblins with lasers no match
For my Crackaddler!
Now to turn a dark alleyway, secret sounds
Clues to an imminent attack? Or
False expectation?
Nothing, and nothing
As I inch forward
Peering through every window
And open door, to the rooftops
Behind me and then to scour the manholes
That's where they liked lurking
In the last level - but circumstances have
Changed - taken out unseen with my
Remaining grenades
Now there are Sewer Cretins
Involved, and Wall Climbers

Where are ya ya bastards!

I shout aloud
But too soon!
They're on me!

Twenty from the front!
Ten from on high!
Thirty from the rear!
And I should have done
A better job on the sewers!

Oh yeah? I mock as my health deteriorates
My armour disintegrates
Ammo runs dry

And before I know it I am virtual dead
As the screen smears in splattery red

Reload? it asks

Hell yeah!
I'm hooked!

[deryk]

The way you pace your metrics and indentations as well as your constant, frenzied revelation really adds a quality of paranoia to your speaker. I can't help but read this as someone who is superimposing a video-game into a nervous breakdown! If that isn't the case, I'm sorry. But if it is- wild!

[Mutatis-Mutandis]

Wonderful.

[Jerrybaldy]

I always feel I am reading your experiences along with your poetry MM

[Delta40]

You have an ADD or is it ADHD pace to your writing!

[MystyrMystyry]

Thankyou all very much!

[YesNo]

I rarely play these games, but I have in the past, and you described well how they can hook you into replaying over and over again until the break of dawn.