August 14, 2011

  • Neopet Cemetary

    Sometimes

    Late at night

    When all the world has dimmed

    And memory dances with waking dream,

    I remember my Neopet.

    Nine years gone

    Since the last time I fed him,

    Played with him,

    Fought in the arena with him--

    I'm not sure I even remember his name,

    Though I remember how sad the Neopets up for adoption

    would look.

    Those adoptive cyberbeasts were luckier than mine;

    I just walked away.

    I last logged in early '03,

    Before Twitter, before Google Plus,

    Before Geocities shut down.

    I wonder if the Neopets site still exists.

    I don't want to know.

    I wonder when other communities will be as forgotten,

    All the Likes and Notes and photographs strewn like

    Dying leaves by an autumn wind.

    And the lonely site will wait for its lost master,

    Empty as Bodie or ten-year-old dreams.

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