1/4 Of Your Average Deck Poem by Gary Diamond

i am one quarter of your average deck
i am a social and emotional wreck
on the line; always my neck
as i endure another rubber cheque

lets catch the daylight sun
before the race is run
you wanted entertainment
step out lets go get some

sometimes death is preferable
to a life spent in reverie
with the future still to grapple
not to follow, here to lead

timing is of the art
state of art is the essence
we all have these changes of heart
traded them for effervescence

as what is left of my soul
flies out through the window

excuse me sir, you've left your blood on the end of my fist

and if you choose to meet me
you'll find me too stubborn
although its now discreetly
too selfish and headstrong

or am i too meticulous?
some laugh dont be ridiculous
are you sure you're not avoiding? thus
it doesn't make you androgynous