Day 242: Play
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hold this,
look at that,
shake the dice
and roll.
hide your hand
and strategize
and watch the game unfold.
i’m hiding in the pantry,
you’re seeking in the den,
every message in my bottle
was purposefully penned.
i
audibly smile
and breathlessly laugh
when i think that we might play-
that imagination need not be
our companions, come what may.
candlelit
fiddlesticks,
experiments with food.
listen to the song i wrote;
let’s break our somber mood.
good jokes,
delivered well,
bursting our insides,
dream sharing,
vision making,
magic carpet rides.
wouldn’t that be fun, my love?
wouldn’t that be fun?
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