Tuesday, 26 April 2011

typical sunday afternoon

give me back my controller
a punch to the air
this kind of behaviour was simply bipolar
we all just need to learn to share

a charge at my standing body with all her force
tackled hard to the ground
as if she were a trojan horse
my limbs feel unsound

rolling back and forth shes on top restricting me
i spit up in the air
it came back down like the mediterranean sea
i always lose even when i don't play fair

she presses 'A' to start
and now she goes around the track playing super mario cart

1 comment:

  1. Awesome sonnet Gillian!
    I enjoyed how you used the classic sonnet format for such a modern poem!

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