THE PASSIONATE FANBOY TO HIS LOVE
This one's included for sentimental reasons, as it was the first thing I wrote for my then girlfriend, now my much loved wife. It's obviously not entirely serious, but it wasn't meant to be entirely flippant either. It was based around my idea that science fiction – particularly widely-accessible media sf – acts as the classical mythology of our day. I still kind of believe that, and maybe one day a poem will be written that proves it. Not by me, though.
THE PASSIONATE FANBOY TO HIS LOVE
Come live with me, and be my love
And we shall all the starfields rove
Of spatial-operatic spheres,
And roam at large through future years.
Though megalomaniacs smirk and sneer
I'll be your starship engineer;
Emboldened by my heart's upheaval
I'll save the universe from evil.
I'll free you from a Jedi lord
With asthma and illumin'd sword;
Then, from a vile gangster's loathing
You'll rescue me, in skimpy clothing.
A Satai on the Council Gray,
For me you'll change your DNA –
And 'twixt the Shadows and Vorlonn,
We'll halt the fall of Babylon.
Two alienated abductees
'Mid paranoid conspiracies,
We'll disinter abnormal bones,
And chat for hours on mobile 'phones.
On Enterprise's gleaming decks
We'll have amazing holo-sex;
I know I'll be your Number One,
My own imzadi, when I'm done;
But if you prove a little coy,
I'll carry out a siege of Troi,
Seducing aliens to inspire
You with the strength of my desire.
My San Fransiscan doctor Grace,
My dear Romana, and my Ace –
If you my fangirl true would prove,
Then live with me, and be my love.
© Philip Purser-Hallard 1997.
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