It’s safe within the loving dark.
A stack of quarters, and some skill
Will keep her here for four more hours;
Here — where no one comes much anymore.

She’s most herself when she’s absorbed
Within a task she loves: 
 destroying aliens
 is one such thing.
There is no judgment here, 
 there’s just a score.

So rain can fall outside, or cold
Can blast through people, politics —
There is a light that only burns:
But she’ll stay safe here 
 in the loving dark.

(Picture colored by me, using the ColorTherapy app. – Owen)