Pokémon Zion's Bingo Drabbles

[zion of arcadia]

Drabbles are based on moments from the PMD games. The poetry originally had a much stricter meter, but for the sake of time decided to relax that element and just play.


"Fireflies above the Lake"


[. . . truth, whose mother is history, who is the rival of time, depository of deeds, witness of the past, example and lesson to the present, and warning to the future.]



The light of the fireflies turns your scales

the color of burnt cinnabar, reflections

of the soul and of the phantasmal and

all good things to come



Five pillars form one great fountainhead

indigo coated in a clear resin

the only blue an iridescent water-

blood that gushes forth



The light of the fireflies gather round;

through the translucent wings of their echoes

the kaleidoscope bends again

I look and think rainbow, rainbow, rainbow!

Everything is rainbow!



I can see in your horizon-eyes

the desire to wade out into the

dark lake, the churning mass at its center

a shrine to time itself, its webwork of

endless convergence



Pairs revolve around and around the geyser

there must always be one and the other

red and blue; diamond and pearl; you and me

the future is now



And yet I cannot quell this mute unease

I do not recall the promise to end the flood

instead, how light glances off oil-slick puddles

the sense that my soul is a vat buried

beneath the still earth



There is a sense either I exist or

it exists or neither can exist, an

error somewhere, haunted by the past as

a scream and the terror of obliteration

I don’t know who I am



But then I look at you again

and think

if I could capture the light of the fireflies

I would use it to always see you better