I am seldom sure
of my place or direction.
I play my cards close
and so secretive
that I don't know what the rules
might be nor who else
plays, but I guess dogs
are my partners at this game
like that old picture
or maybe they're some
other wilder stake holders
trying to remind
me of my musky
roots, my vestigial tail,
my full moon concert.
Check raise, my one chance
to win at these table stakes -
but too many tells.
August 24, 2013 10:53 AM
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