5-10 Play Station

In my teens, the transistor radio was my generation’s equivalent. This muse was inspired during Jess’s teens.

Play Station

 

My Daughter

 

there is a light year between us

 

as you mash the controls on your video depot

and speed in some light tunnel

 

towards the outer edge of the galaxy.

 

Your orbit is around some sun

I cannot glimpse.

 

I dream of guiding the controls

your hands clamp,

 

while you dream of malls beneath Europa.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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