all that is left
is that smile and swagger
those empty pockets
you cashed in
the last of your second chances
and did not notice
my patience is not infinite
like a poor poker player, you ignored
your dwindling stack of chips
and risked everything
with poor odds
by changing nothing
and hoped somehow
the game itself would
just
correct itself
and have a different outcome
without any energy coming from you
I have said before
this is a loose definition
of insanity
tangling you in its threads
like a hungry spider
who gleefully caught you again
and loves the taste
of your spiked blood
different this time
because I am not with you
free of that trap,
we no longer play
at the same table
I’m leaving with a loss
but at least that’s something
I am free to do
that you are not
you cannot walk away
from yourself
Susan Daniels Poetry 
Really like this a great sarcastic cutting tongue at the end brill
Thanks Ian–this was supposed to go to drafts, but hit the wrong button. Guess its out there now, in all its b____y glory 🙂 Won’t move it back, since it was worth a grin for you.
come get your dag gone award will ya? well, as soon as I publish…then come get it. you rock star you!
will do–and thanks so much for your support!
always sfam! always!
🙂
I am so glad I found you thru Rhonda. Your words and works are outstanding ~ paula
Thank you, Paula. Nice to “meet” you!
Great to meet you, too! ♥
like this lots. nice metaphor in regards to relationships of any kind. and love the sarcasm too.
Thanks, Don… I probably would have tempered the sarcasm a ***wee bit*** in a later draft, but I had inadvertently published this one 🙂 Glad you enjoyed.
sarcasm is a good thing…..:)
When you wander into such explorations, I so love it. Another well done.
Thank you, Nelle. Your comment makes it worthwhile that I did not save this post to drafts, which was my original intention 🙂