Calm

It's dark
The single light
Shines from a glowing laptop.

It's cool
The slight breeze
Smells of wet concrete.

It's quiet
The soft noise
Sings of flame and birth.

It's peaceful
The singular feeling
Settles throughout the room.

A Pound of Dice

Clink clink
A successful hit
A skillful read
A great dodge
Clink clink
A botched attack
A mental block
A tripped step
Clink clink
A coup d'etat
An open book
A complete miss

I spend my time
In a room with my friends
Playing out adventures
With ghasts and ghouls
Or guns and cars
A rolling die determines success
And a fake accent adds to the fun
My weekends are full of dungeons
And I wouldn't want it any other way

And so the Heart Grows

And so it goes, the days flow
And in my heart of hearts
I feel nothing but peace
'Tis strange for me
To not be pining
For someone I think I love
Of all the growths I've gone through
This one is really, truly new
I still don't know what to think
I smile, I nod, I blink, I remember
When I was a small child
Dreaming of when my prince will come
Only, then my prince wore green
And rode a giant dinosaur robot
To not need love is new for my person
And I'm still getting used to it