March 14, 2007

It can’t be. Her fleshy’s been dead
for a month. Yet there she is
gathering wood, leopard at her side,

battling bosses
with her blue manna. She does not speak,
but then she often soloed
anyway. Her guild kicked her

for being a ninja; rumour
has it there was another
reason – her pixels glowed
too fiercely, she took
damage from the leader.

She /waves – I nearly jump
out of my skin and back
into my body. Who are you?
I ask. She /sighs: ghost
in the machine.


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