05-02-2018, 01:57 AM
(This post was last modified: 05-02-2018, 01:59 AM by RiverNotch.)
Hermitage
Lock yourself in your room and claim
you've dedicated your life to God.
Masturbate all day, maybe
mod some Skyrim along the way.
Soon you're out of porn. You crack open a book --
retroclone you'll never play -- and pore through chapters
one to three. 'Thou shalt have
six attributes for thy characters. Thou shalt have a single class.
Thou shalt choose spells for mages, weapons for warriors.'
Look at an image of a girl you like.
Stare into her hair, then into her eyes.
Something you'll never do if you ever meet,
not unless she said yes
or wasn't looking. Not into her breasts,
of course, you have more class than that,
although the glance passes...
then weep for a bit.
Just a bit. You are no warrior
but a sorcerer-priest, and it's time to eat.
Lock yourself in your room and claim
you've dedicated your life to God.
Masturbate all day, maybe
mod some Skyrim along the way.
Soon you're out of porn. You crack open a book --
retroclone you'll never play -- and pore through chapters
one to three. 'Thou shalt have
six attributes for thy characters. Thou shalt have a single class.
Thou shalt choose spells for mages, weapons for warriors.'
Look at an image of a girl you like.
Stare into her hair, then into her eyes.
Something you'll never do if you ever meet,
not unless she said yes
or wasn't looking. Not into her breasts,
of course, you have more class than that,
although the glance passes...
then weep for a bit.
Just a bit. You are no warrior
but a sorcerer-priest, and it's time to eat.