Warp Zone


Couple of drinks
With the boys.
Decide to dust off
The 8-bit Nintendo.

Box full of games.
Pop them in.
Play them.
So much joy.

It’s the music
And the graphics.
That warps you
Several years earlier.

Back in a time
That seemed better.
No debt.
No bills.
Youth.
Innocence.

School…
Was the only trouble.
But today you know
That didn't matter.

I see myself
Sitting on the floor.
Playing the games.
I’m very young.
I want to tell myself
Things.
Give warnings.
Advise.

But that self
Cannot hear me.
I’m like Scrooge
Talking to himself
In the past.

So I just watch
That old self.
Play the games
On the floor
In blissful ignorance.
Unaware
Of what’s to come
In the future.

I want to go back there.
Return to that person I was.
But can it be proved
That THEN was better
Than NOW?
Or did the memory
Sugarcoat it all?

I had my worries
And problems back then.
Though now
They seem trivial
Back then
They seemed big.

Maybe it's the same
Right now.
My troubles
Are smaller
Than I think.

Even if I went back
To that time.
Playing games
On the floor.
Now would come
Sooner or later.
And have to be dealt with.

Now needs to be dealt with.

The present
Is the best
Place
To be.

 


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