Pinballs

Pinballs Flashing lights cacophonous torment silent blindness screams of nothing Plunger lost in apathy comfortless striking void pistons firing on empty Flippers halted in stagnant mid flight motionless surreal delusion Sensors tilted upside down and further making no sense of no meaning Bumpers like icy mountain’s thin air pick axe forgotten on the descent Sink holes covered in quick sand vacuous craters enveloped madness A ‘level’ play field and yet where are those balls of courage to tell them how I really felt? 09th August 2018-08-08 Written for the contest: ‘I wish I had the balls to tell them how I really felt’. Sponsored by Line Gauthier