On The Game Poem by Matthew Holloway

On The Game



Looks like I've been playing it all wrong
the wrong game at the right time
a different set of rules than understood
a drifter upon a sea of misunderstanding
a player lost at the table
no cards turn in this favour
no numbers fall, nor dice roll
the right game at the wrong time
rules well read and understood
still never the victor
just a broken, beaten, player

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Matthew Holloway

Matthew Holloway

Cheshire, England
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