Games and Raves

A story from his lips unfolds -
Greek mythology, you're my Kratos.
Slow rhythmically you pick up
Strands of my interest and love
Fairies don't exist in this story
It takes place in The Last City
Pack of wolves, we howl and howl
People stop, a quiver in the jowl
We're a wildcard, together we sing
Creating magic out of nothing
Rockstar cans, candy wrappers
The Wizard and The Demon Hunter
Competing for the highest loot
Till dawn steals our boots.
Meditating we are the forever diver
We float with the giant squid and the puffer.
You are the bass drop in my song
Our beats - they dance just so long
This moment, this twinkling elation
May it be more than the lonely syncopation.