I work across from an arcade and wrote on my feelings of it.
Local Arcade
Flashing lights,
beep beep
buzz buzz
Play me! Play me!
This is what I hear when I walk
into the arcade.
Horse Races,
Zombie Shooters,
Virtual Bowling,
Simulated Flying,
It’s all so tempting.
Win a Prize!
Ah!
I’m being assaulted by
shiny objects in cases
One Dollar,
race against
Virtual horses
shoot up
virtual zombies
knock down
virtual pins
Be a pilot in
Virtual Planes.
Let’s go fly a kite.
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