A dream about the future.
I laid my head down last night
I found this to bring a terrible fright
Lonely and no tele on
A bride of gap the dwindling sun
I closed my eyes and thoughts begin to spin
thoughts of the Xbox
Thoughts of her
thoughts that end only to begin
I could never control them
I stood up and paced
I laid down and lost my place
faster and faster images came
Until finally I fall into a deep sleep
A dream I wake to within
A spirit that flows and drifts therein
Somehow, However, I find myself at ease
as she and I sit to please
Upon the couch we lay
listening to our body’s pay
A ghost laying under me
why could this be
The idea of such a thing would sicken me
Frighten me?
injure me?
I feel happy until the Television came on
the fuzzy, snowy, screen calling to me
She tells me to sit up and look beyond
as the xbox came on
The light lit and the calm sleek exterior
of the Xbox 360 brought my attention to the screen
A look, a gaze, a blink would not lie
sexy it seemed as the love built deep
I wanted it
Wanted it more then the ghost
She moaned and kissed
as I grabbed the cordless remote control
I pushed her buttons
as she licked mine
St. Paulie girl could not compare
nor catch such a endearing stare
as the stars would gaze upon the world
so to must I at the Microsoft word
As the game started
I closed my eyes
thoughts retarded
grabbed my Glenlevit
eyes still closed
coffee table still exposed
I took a shot and to my surprise
I zombie stared me in the face
as I opened my eyes
bitting me on my neck
I felt the blow and screamed like heck
Placed my shotgun to his face
as the ghost kissed my vacation spot
virgin Islands a speck
Pleasure sink in
as I blew away his face
thought it’s dead body a disgrace
I keep moving forward as does she
playing, holding, and gripping tightly
Five zombies now chase me
I pull out my M-16 as I flee
Shoot them down as one escapes me
I turn around as it drops from the stairs
a feeling more thrilling then buying new sunglasses
better then the best condoms care
It bites me as I stand stricken into a scare
Yet any Blockbuster has nothing on me
As I grab a Tilt and a Sparks she moans vigorously
I watch as the crowed of Zombies come towards me
Destroy all humans, they would likely chant
I smoke a blunt and think of a new rant
I then kick punch and push the zombie off my neck
and run, jump, shoot, and swim through the rest of the peck
I cannot blame them
for their Premium needs
Yet I will kill all who seek
to lobotomize my seeds
Yes her holiday settles in
as I watch my face be eaten
like pizza or hamburgers
like ice-cream quite Frosty
I melt away in pleasure
as I die
then I wake up to realize
My xbox 360 was sold
along with the Playstation 3
All I have to play is
my modified Xbox
I built this from a set
got the chips and hard drive
from the internet
and now I cry
as it wont start
and remember
that smell it made
as it laughed at me
consistently
like a publisher who would never buy
or a priest who would never lie
I now sit
awake
I cry
and laugh deviously
as I smash it to bits
remembering that life
can be all the Ritz
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