Liar's Poker
Liar’s Poker
Hot
damn!
She lied
to my face
grinning at my pain,
rejoicing as the tables turned.
Recoiling as the fists of betrayal pounded me
chest aching in feigned retreat protecting the heart that I knew had also been lying.
3/9/2015
submitted to – Fibonacci – Poetry contest
sponsor – Rob Carmack
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