Game
I look up from my deck of cards.
Your eyes meet mine.
No expression.
No words said.
I look back down at my cards.
I raise you a hundred.
You raise your eyebrows at me.
And raise the bet again.
I pause to observe you.
xXx
There you are.
Fate put you there.
Times is hard.
You say to me.
I'm starting to see the game we play at.
Carefully playing our hand of cards,
unlike Lucy or Benjamin
who lost everything.
All at once.
Strategy is everything.
You wear that poker face,
as you glance around at us.
I lay my cards down,
four of a kind.
And you smirk as you lay down,
a royal flush.
xXx
A new game you suggest.
As if I have a choice.
Just you and I.
Play fair? I ask,
You smile, ask why.
A fresh hand of cards,
a set of new players.
We cheat, we lie,
We risk,
We take.
After all, it is
the game of life.
