I may today be a computer engineer
If not for Maxis
Those video game developers
Thought it would be fun to tempt middle school hubris
With a scenario builder tool
And I, easily baited, took in hand
Asimov's psychohistorical keyboard
I dove into solipsistic math
Unfamiliar recursions
Other unnamable nomenclatures
Where a simple sea's sharpness
May have made this sellout pine for the ocean
A maelstrom, for a game I sucked at,
Blew me back to the usurious pond
Where I splashed in civilization's algae
And waited to be fed
Roman Ryan 