Game Over. Poem by Karen TeichCluster

End...
No time remaining.
I lost.
Again.
I didn't know I was playing
And nobody told me the rules.
Whose game is this anyway?
I thought this was real;
And I thought it meant something.
Anything...
Except another good-bye.

You started this,
and you knew it was winner take all.
You crossed the line
and you never looked back.
You wouldn't have seen`
2772 me anyway,
in the moonlight,
burying butterflies.

Game over.

(12-1-02)