Games
I ponder games
I play them
Computer games
I go through gyrations
Unrelated to them
As though there
Was some interaction
When there is clearly none
I don’t want interaction
Anymore
None can define games
There are so so many
They have rules
But
I play an algorithm
Does it interact
Is it conscious
IS THERE A PERSON HIDING THERE
Does this one reward me or hear my anger
Or bless moments of lucidity and joy
I will play more
I’ll never know
Games are reality
Mainly a mystery
No answer
That’s a kind of grace
Like time itself