Sunday, 16 March 2014

Bored Games

Caught between games;

We were rubbish at chess,
I could never remember the moves
No matter how hard you tried to teach me
And I cared more about the pieces
Than the end result.

I felt bad at monopoly
When you landed on my squares
Where I’d built hotels,
Wiping the little houses of the board,
Then expecting you to pay for the privilege.
So I’d let you off.

And none of us should have to die
Leaving a killer in our mist,
Even if all the clues point in their direction.

Now we don’t play,
Just sit side by side pondering where we go from here.

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