Eighth Sign, Unbroken Seal Part I
You calmy sit across from me at the table where I have been shuffling these cards since I can't remember. It's only you, me, this table and one continous three step motion. Cut, flip, slide. Over and over again like an Escher waterfall. Cut. Flip. Slide. No one knows when it started. As for when it will end, well...
"What are we playing?" you ask.
"Five card stud, nothing's wild."
"I don't have any money, nothing of value at all really. Just this.."
and before you can reach into your pocket I say,
"That's ok, we're only playing for dreams." my eyes never leaving the cards.
Your eyebrows peak, but only slightly.
"Deal."
if there was any hesitation in your voice it was only an inevitable suicide's second thought.
One last shuffle.
Cut.
Flip.
Slide.
to be continued.
"What are we playing?" you ask.
"Five card stud, nothing's wild."
"I don't have any money, nothing of value at all really. Just this.."
and before you can reach into your pocket I say,
"That's ok, we're only playing for dreams." my eyes never leaving the cards.
Your eyebrows peak, but only slightly.
"Deal."
if there was any hesitation in your voice it was only an inevitable suicide's second thought.
One last shuffle.
Cut.
Flip.
Slide.
to be continued.