Earlier, Florian posted a fine selection from the Game Poets Society, which jogged my memory to something that will interest both game poets and GayGamer.net.

Gentlemen, I give you two works from the inimitable Everything2, the first being more relevant poetry, the second prose.

Excerpt from im in ur base killin ur d00dz by allseeingeye on Everything2.com

'im in ur base killin ur d00dz' he said
Sans-serif and blue,
left of the bobbing crosshair,
while the polygon world slipped by.

Finally,
here at the end,
we danced while the ghosts of our brothers swam in the ether betwixt us.
I clutched my gun like a lonely child and sought your heart.

'joo r a lamer',
impish and coquettetishly teased.
I feel my breath catch at the collar of my cotton t,
the tension of the hunt dancing on my skin, foxfire.
I am coming for you.
I am the Tyger Tyger, burning bright.

Excerpt from im in ur base kissin ur d00dz by Excalibre on Everything2.com

We've got a map onscreen, sir. It appears that every duty station has been deserted.

Dear Lord.

It appears that the men have congregated in the launch area, sir. It's the largest open space on the base.

Zoom in, Lieutenant. Maybe we can tell what they're doing.

Aye, sir. But I think the evidence is unequivocal. Here's a closer view.

Sweet mother of God, Lieutenant. It's obscene!

Yes, sir. I'm sorry.

Eliza Gauger

im in ur base killin ur d00dz [Everything2]
im in ur base kissin ur d00dz [Everything2]