A short preamble this week after the emotional roller-coaster of last night's theatre at Bloomfield Road - and a first win of the season for the mighty Seasiders. In the parlance of cliché, 'Life's a bitch and then you die' [unless you're a Buddhist, in which case 'Life's a bitch and then you get to do it all over again'], but in the parlance of game theory, it's all about the streaks: winning, losing, sinister, dextrous etc etc. For what it's worth:
Two of diamonds,
Thanks for reading. Have a lucky week, S ;-)
A Hand Of Fate
Harlequin’s
deck
makes
fools of us yet
we
can’t resist the play.
Fate,
deal what you may…
Four
of spades,
that’s
music made
from
deep within the soul;
Tamla
quatrains
in
motor city diesel rains…
Twist!
Oh.
Queen of Hearts,
she
learned black arts!
Affection
spurned
turned
poisonous,
burned
a bitter course…
Twist!
Two of diamonds,
offsprung
mined
and bright
with promise
hold
a tight connection
of filial
affection…
Twist!
Three
of hearts –
women
I have truly loved
across
the years
[not
counting mother!]
Deal me another…
Twist!
Ace
of clubs!
Tangerine
dream team,
supported
since a boy
through
thin and thinner
hoping
not to fold...
Stick!