Monopoly

Brody Johnson '21

Suddenly transfixed on the emptiness in front of him

Eyes glazed over; time seemed to freeze in place

As long as he froze with it

Pinning down the world with his icy gaze

Sitting there, silence filled his mind

He could hear himself, his breathing, his pulse

Isolated, he existed on this plane

All by himself, a ship without a rudder

Drifting aimlessly through space

Something seemed to appear in the distance

It was a clean-cut rectangle

Full of color, bursting with paper, plastic,

And intricate little figurines

He tried to ignore it,

But could not.

The rectangle was approaching him

Taking over more and more of his vision until finally

The scene became his own

Filling his field of view

He jolted upon his reentry, rubbing the confusion from his eyes

His focus returned to the board in front of him

He had lost.