Pinball Girl

Everyone hates a captive ball A free ball sounds more appetizing— But I the one who takes the fall. God not slightly compromising, When he drained, he drained all… You control the flipper, Equaling my precarious life. Oh! magician—you would embitter; Do you love your precious wife? Fostered in kickout hole, Milky waves in orbit- Trapped in life’s tantalizing vacuole. “Sorry ma’m, unexpected shortage.” Drowned amid sweet glycerol. Her replay, inevitably, contorted. She was always controlled by wrong wizards… Sorry for pouring my mental blizzard.