at 3 am, I heard your knock on my door
dazed and blurry eyed I turned the latch
it seems you must have misplaced your key
you know you don’t have to knock here to come in
I saw in your hands a deck of playing cards
nonchalantly hanging at your side
the time of your arrival should have told me
but having just awoken I did not see
you laid the deck of cards down on the table
face down as you read the feel of the room
the dealer’s sleeves and shaded cap covering your
eyes
protecting you from making a wrong move
you slowly turned the first card and set it down
face value opening the bets
waiting for the ante where I faltered
too slow before I wagered all I had
sitting across from you I asked for another card
I didn’t have the strength of a full hand
but slowly I watched you fold and collect the
cards
placing the stack back on the table face down
you rose and moved through the door without pause
no goodbye, no good night, no adieu
just sleep well and silence
as the door clicked loudly in the latch
I reached for the card on the top of the deck
I held the queen of hearts in my hand
the second card the jester, silly fool
followed by the king
with the stone set jaw
I’m still sitting here with a stack of coins
this time prepared to play another hand
studying the cards to count their value
waiting for you to return to the table and deal
~for my muse~
~for my muse~
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