Feel the weight
of the Skee-Ball sphere
as you appraise the runway.
Swing your arm back, and prepare to roll.
Hit that forty, that fifty-
a high score awaits!
Awesome games
that quiet the pain,
draw your eyes to the scoreboard,
away from the swirling in your head.
The machine's jingle keeps you
here in this moment.
Here's your peace.
Open Prompt: Write a poem 15 lines or less, Structured or Free Verse, on the topic of your choosing.
Written for "The Whatever Contest." "The Whatever Contest -- Closed for Now"
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