Poetry IV.

Board Games for the Heart

How could I ever let myself get this way,

I tried so hard to separate myself from their reality,

From the regulars enrolled in the fucking game.

My instructions: never say love, never say your name,

Never utter a sentence in either of those directions,

Those were my rules and I used to follow them well,

They kept trouble out of my clutch, kept the dice out of my grasp.

Until one day, I let one slip, one seven syllable phrase changed my game,

Of course only now do I realize what an idiot, a fucking fool I became,

Because from that point forth I enter The Game.

The game you start playing once Shoots and Ladders becomes too passé.