Playing Cards In the Dark
I dream there is a burning fire and near the fire
We play cards in the dark
And in the dark we lose and we laugh
And the black puddles
of light
Guide our thoughts
As the folly of shadows and the constancy of loss
Teaches us laughter.
And so---
It is under darkness and crackling
Flames that we drip blood
And when we drip we love, and
When we laugh we share ourselves.
Copyright © Matt Caliri | Year Posted 2007
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