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Xenia Vision
by Scott Virtes
Urlando was haunted
by the girl from Lexx;
One night conjuring
before the oracle
(the screaming box of images from
the ancient gods)
she appeared on screen
in full costume with
pouting lips, elvish good looks,
her baby blues cut him through,
her soft voice chanted,
"This is sci-fi."
Whatever that means;
some kind of spell he guessed,
bewitching him.
The oracle burst into flames
and no more visions would
ever be seen by his clan.
He spends his evenings
pacing his cave;
it wasn't fair!
There were no women like that
in his world, there were only
ogres,
gnawing broken bones.
© Virtes, 2006
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Scott Virtes has had over 300 stories & poems published since 1986, even one piece in Analog. He was one of the sailors in Master and Commander, and is now writing/directing short films, still trying to find an audience. See tales.scvs.com for the latest info.