Chapter 2 - Gamer, Two Worlds

Gamer

I have a joy in my heart of blood,
Although this video game is clear as mud.
What is this thing?
It makes a sound: DING!!!!
Oh, crap, I just got killed by a flood.

Two Worlds

It glistens white, but pink with recent kill.
Covered with light brown fur that's thick and warm,
He tears at prey until he eats his fill
While biting cold burrows at his still form.

She curls p at her master's slippered feet
And begs for caressing hands on her fur.
She doesn't need to hunt so she can eat
Or fight for warmth that takes long to occur.

If they should meet, should these two worlds collide,
What happens then to balance on the earth?
For him to purr, for her to have to hide-
Or come together, take part in new birth?

For now, they remain unaware of that
The other world exists is a known fact.