Poetry Corner

[Gousuto-chan]

Here's something I had to write for a Creative Writing course last semester. It was an ode, and we could write about anything. I wrote about my Gameboy Color.

Ode to Atomic Purple

Under my bed I find you
with apologies I dust you off
How long has it been, old friend?
Years ago I would've been ashamed
to leave you carelessly on my dirty bedroom floor.
I remember those days fondly
My childhood now locked inside your translucent casing
whiling away hours and batteries
my eyes fixed on your fantastic 8-bit screen
The tapping of the A button keeps
a prevalent tempo which echos through my home
Nothing else is of consequence
Just one more level
just one more level
Child, come eat your dinner
Hold on, just let me save--the siren call of my youth
Oh Atomic Purple
You are a window into the wonders of technology
chips and wires abound below your invincible surface
tempting me to defile you with a screwdriver
But I have too much respect and I'm busy right now
Just one more level

[Gavin Luper]

Ada: Yeah, this poetry thing is quite odd ... but I'm finding it cathartic. I love Summer Long too, lyrically but also the breezy sound of that song is so lazy.

Gousuto-chan: I never thought I'd see Game Boys and poetry mix. But there you go. ^^ I thought it worked quite well, too; I really enjoyed the refrain of 'just one more level'. And the need to save before doing chores - man, that rings a bell from way back.

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OK, I wrote this kind of randomly. It was actually just a stream of consciousness thing I wrote to get some things outside of me, but I kind of made it into 'lyrics'. Though this would make a very disorganised song indeed. I would imagine this to be something like a distorted version of "Joining You" by Alanis Morissette (at least in terms of mood), without a chorus. Nothing rhymes or probably even has any rhythm in this, it really was just a free writing kind of thing.

EDIT: Took out the "and also" ... feels like it flows better, as Ada said.

Beware Poisons

You’re like a bigger version of me
and I can see you anytime I want
without a mirror and I can make you
become a better me
‘cause that’s what I use you for
and you’re okay with that or at least you were for a bit,
but either way it scared me right back
and now I just hope I keep it to myself
and I won’t walk into your house and see
your folks discussing me and how sad it is that I went wrong.

When I come face to face with you
and I’m in a mood
it all just melts away
and I suspend reality
as I leave my tongue behind
with my old school and everything I used to say and still do,
because it’s too hard to maintain
and everyone needs to de-stress now and then
everyone needs to de-stress sometimes
I just do it in a way that happens to be slowly killing me that’s all.

Well it’s sickening to watch
especially for you but sometimes
I find that sickening is glamorous
and it helps me get through
but I know you can’t see inside my head
so I won’t even try to explain what drove me to this beast in the first place
and why I still let it consume me
and suck me dry
sometimes I wish I were stronger
sometimes I wish I could get away from myself for a while without involving poisons.