Just In Impression

Right to move forward, 

left moves back, 

A makes you jump, 

while B will attack. 

Swords and shields 

or guns and tanks. Easy

to switch with a press—

eject, mash power down, 

when the screen

darkens black, behind

the last words; 

Game Over. 

Time to go outside,

we’ll ride our bikes,

ace of spades cloths-

pinned to spokes,

play cops and robbers

 ‘til five. How I hate

the taste of salted beets—

always on the side.