Let’s go all the way.
Or something.
I’m thinking of a week lost playing
games. Games are
everywhere, but
these were in my hand.
Was I in
control? Yes. The game is in my
hand. Courtesy of
microwaves
and lots of dead people.
But
thanks for your courtesy call.
Which I appreciated more, I’m
sure, than I would the call of a
curtain. Or the fall
of mankind?
