Queen of hearts

 

Hand to hold

 

At the denouement

We peer from our high bluff

Looking back

Upon all we bore

The deep black nights

And bleary red mornings

Seeing in this moment how the p a t i e n c e

The crazed commitment

With    no    certain hope of reward

Somehow

Miraculously

Paid off

Knowing that

Though we were insane to believe

In the h a n d we held

The universe saw our insanity

And    raised the ante

And on a

bluff

We snatched the pot.

 

 

Words are my own.

 

 

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