09-20-2018, 09:54 PM
Deep Game
Indoors I play a game, computerwise–
with people, streets, and buildings. There, it rains
in simulated torrents. Lightning flies
and flashes, digital, from window-panes.
I wonder, could it be that deep inside
this view a man-shaped simulacrum sits
and plays a game where skies are clear and wide:
bytes forming into twice-imagined bits?
Outside, rain rattles down upon my roof
while thunder bumps my walls– or was that blast
a game-effect? Can thinking offer proof
no gamer plays us, or that he’s the last?
Indoors I play a game, computerwise–
with people, streets, and buildings. There, it rains
in simulated torrents. Lightning flies
and flashes, digital, from window-panes.
I wonder, could it be that deep inside
this view a man-shaped simulacrum sits
and plays a game where skies are clear and wide:
bytes forming into twice-imagined bits?
Outside, rain rattles down upon my roof
while thunder bumps my walls– or was that blast
a game-effect? Can thinking offer proof
no gamer plays us, or that he’s the last?
Non-practicing atheist