Be Easy, RockstarA Poem by V.B.
I have tried for a long time to write this. It is my first legitimately new poem to share.
i will wrap myself in blankets and metaphors
and tell everyone it's armor.
i will sit here, against all better judgment,
and figure out exactly how long it takes
for pain to become nostalgia.
all i know
is that there was a moment
when the buzz of a modem
turned into music,
and no one i know
can guess when it happened.
and for whatever it's worth,
i have never once
fallen out of love in my life.
but do not doubt that i find it
it's the blood on the radio
that bears the burden.
all i do is smile.
© 2011 V.B.
Video games are meant for entertainment. That's what Shuya thought before the game Cross Swords came out.
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Last Updated on April 1, 2011
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