Poker

by kholinar

Corners flipped,
discarded, shuffled in.
Stacked with jacks and
seen with queens at clubs.
Canyons, buttes and bluffs,
tabletops of scenic green.
Stability is chipped away
in handfuls, ante-matters
prone to meet.
Embers die against the screen.
Bellows rage,
but Decency proceeds.

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