Fight
everybody fights
Except
that I was afraid
Privately,
quietly
Really,
really
Just,
just
I snapped
And I wondered
was it just me?
Cataloging the Detritus of my Life
I don’t think I’ll be sharing every single page of Starship Troopers by Robert Heinlein that I turn into poetry, I suppose it depends on the response I get. Here is page 2:
Not one had gone
over the
drop.
I felt the hole
no way,
not good,
to help.
Sadly, you could
expect the days
to cost
everything.
Cost you
a hero.
You do it.
You can read it here. Then you should go here and buy a copy of the quarterly (it also comes in hard back and black and white.) This was my first contribution to Gamespite, I hope to do more with them in the future. Oh, and Mask of Eternity? Still awful.