Poem: Poker Face
Published in
Mar 23, 2024
I watch him close,
Carefully peering at my hand,
The stack pile rises,
Everyone waits their turn,
Slowly but surely, all reveal their hands,
One by one, they begin to lose their chips,
A devious smirk creeps upon my face,
I throw down my cards,
Jaws begin to drop,
I simply claim all the stacks and cash,
A flawless victory