Piker Press — Weekly Journal of Arts and Literature
April 27, 2026

Game Over

You have to love a Mes de los Muertos that shakes a poem from the Tree of Creativity...

No matter how brilliantly
you navigate the challenges
this moment comes.
It is finished.

Your final score dims.
Play Again? But
you are out
of tokens.

It was inevitable.
Out of time,
no second
chances.

Legacy fades.
Music plays.
Game
Over.




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