Words blurt out, and then I wince on the inside... but somehow it is still ok.
I laugh and love life when someone plays the game with me, but now I see how funny it is when their game gets tangled in this chaotic maelstrom. I smile as I recognize the competition. I smile as I realize that this was completely unintentional, that worlds have just collided and my hand has not yet been played. My poker face is straight, my eyes are full of cat. I cut my way into curiosity and leave my card there, for when it begins to itch I'll be selling the cure. With that I set my cup back down, the mud in the bottom foretelling future flirtation with a worthy adversary.
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