3 comments on “Pinball Wars

  1. I have often stood,
    agape,
    in the presence of a master
    who could tread that razor-thin line
    between nudging and tilting.
    It is something I could never manage,
    though the brainwave entrainment,
    those isochron tones
    are etched into my soul
    ’round the image of my father,
    I am a child in the presence of a master,
    and I am proud
    as that stainless steel orb
    obeys his every command.

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