I used my blue and green of course 
and swirled in with the white. 
And then I made some people 
and then I made them fight. 

Under cloudy skies 
The good guys won 
With my bloody red 
I smeared it on. 

So now my hands 
Are stained with shame 
And I melt my globe down 
To play another game. 
 

Current Events 
Light the opposite wall 
With wavering blues 
Like the surface of a lake 
And I can just make out 
Goldfish swimming 
Beneath the ripples. 
 
 
 
 

Lightyears   

I can travel across the tip of a pin, 
in an instant. 
But, if I was very very very very very very small, 
it would take lightyears.