#polletry

Quickly! Everyone! Choose the first option if you want to live!

I know a spot. I've got a warm feeling about jumping in cold lakes.

Wherever we want to go! I have inherited an airship, let's be pirates in space.

As far as we shall ride on a long summer's day.

Werner Herzog's butt-dial instructs me to lay flat in the desert of my own hope.

Underground! We can climb down this hot, glowing rope. The volcano is my friend.

To the Palace of Reason! The Council will know what to do with this information.

Wrong! I'm putting on my anti-lava boots. Later, alligator!

Please. This is our final universe together. Don't let it end like this!

No more games, Professor Manwolf. The options aren't lava. What are you hiding?

We'll circle back to that eventually. I need to get inside the Tower first!

[Nothing. A giant sea-witch has my voice & I'm not even mad about it!]

I am shaved & in control. I am still defined by wearing pants.

Sorry I hacked your diary & fell in love. I was environmental storytelling!

Oh dear. It appears you have committed a genocide on my behalf.

I'm glad you held my hand. You didn't have to do all that for me!

I am a living weapon. I have made myself a bow. I am 22 years old.

I've died before. The odds were bad, but the choice was still worth making.

I want so much more than this world will give me. Let's build infrastructure!

No more questions. Show me who you think I am, Doctor Dracula.

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you stood outside your life & watched a stranger through an orange window

while I was biding time with Boris Yeltsin on a two-dollar bill

a burly Orcish priestess called you the Chosen One of all horse girls

you held my hand through every one of ten thousand other worlds

we read about them in the news; we saw the smoke but not the fires

painful moral lessons learned from evil men or truthful liars

I felt nostalgic rooting through a past that might have branched to this

my choices mattered; you had but to ask, you needn't steal a kiss

but everyone but me knew who you were & I was asked to choose

who I would be around you; what kind of story—whose?

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