05-02-2019, 07:32 AM
The Game
Queen of hearts, your odor still on my fingers
morning after; I'd like to believe
that makes me the king,
gladly accepting that sword to my brain
just to lie atop of you,
dealer's hand not strong enough
to separate us- the queen of spades
that bitch I dated in college,
who lied about being pregnant
after I left her; the jack of diamonds,
our neighbor you avoid, who sells drugs,
yet helped change my flat tire last year,
but the truth is, we're just the low cards.
I'm a two who refuses to dream of threes,
you're a four pretending to be an eight by day,
only to have a box hidden under a twin bed,
where there's tarnished jewelry
your mother was supposed to be buried in,
and the truth is, I love the way it looks on you.
From NaPM 2019
Queen of hearts, your odor still on my fingers
morning after; I'd like to believe
that makes me the king,
gladly accepting that sword to my brain
just to lie atop of you,
dealer's hand not strong enough
to separate us- the queen of spades
that bitch I dated in college,
who lied about being pregnant
after I left her; the jack of diamonds,
our neighbor you avoid, who sells drugs,
yet helped change my flat tire last year,
but the truth is, we're just the low cards.
I'm a two who refuses to dream of threes,
you're a four pretending to be an eight by day,
only to have a box hidden under a twin bed,
where there's tarnished jewelry
your mother was supposed to be buried in,
and the truth is, I love the way it looks on you.
From NaPM 2019
Time is the best editor.