sixth planet from the sun by sega

the price of loyalty

the pain of a driver's license free existence

accented by store fronts

displaying sold out signs

of a first love's newest model.

foolish minds connect with brand names

that were there to comfort

when the world slipped out from beneath our feet,

and a few miles

from the road of childhood

crumbled beneath our sneakers.

it's easier to run

when the wheels are already spinning

as the minions of hell

race past a hedgehog Rushmore.

a japanese man

with no reason to envy

smacks his lackeys across the cheek

while cursing them

for not envisioning purple pixies

being chased across the landscape

of a perfect dream

by wandering alarm clocks.

the crucial year of puberty

coinciding with the arrival

of a double d-ed Indiana Jones.

the look of excitement

on my brother's face

when the realm of 2d was crossed,

and we found ourselves residents

of a world closer to our own.

wasn't that the point all along?