27 out of 30

[mikeyed]

Seriously Young

Cold, gray light filtering into the oaken dining room
A rare breakfast together, with syrup-drenched fruit atop pancakes
This, the morning after playing Clue with the cousins
Wondering why we had to stop
Why we all had to hug and share in our surprise

So many tears for a sweet smile
On to a dimly lit parlor,
Were flowers important?
then a marble chamber with her name there.
Why was she?

Too young,
I wasn't able to sympathize.
Too little, too late
Tromping through the flooded park, ruining my dress shoes
Wondering who this friar was and who my mom's mom was

Game Night

Trapped in a mind frosted
Particles pixelated become condensed piles of corrupted data

Pain floods the circuits
Flickering in and out,
I close my eyes, blocking the receptors
Power constantly supplied to the CPU

Streaming environments recombined from old puzzle pieces
No more night, we wake at 3 pm
Feeling like my firewall is rotten,
The hum of the fan is now a sleep-deprived shake.

Just hold the power button for a hard shutdown.
Hit it again for a night off.