December 30, 1982 2:10 p.m. Poetry by Michael F. Nyiri

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Game Over Insert Quarter

Hovering over the terrain it begins it's strike
lashing out unheedingly at the target.
Waiting perhaps a moment,
		turning, maneuvering
		around the complex
psychic battleground.

One "smart bomb" left in it's bay,
it yields the right of way
to indecision.
That right used to go to infatuation.

But this isn't a video game.
It's a game of gullible ideas.
It's a poet's canvas
And it's not being played
enough.

1982

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