hearts against spades

each day
since the time started it's countdown
i played
played
on this enormous old gramophon
screechy tone
listening to every grate
to every crack or sound
relishing what i have found
extending the seconds for hours and days
smoking the longest pipe with the rabbit
walking through mirrors
with my own reflection
with re-i-ed myself
so selfish i thought i would be
playing the cards
hearts against spades
playing against you
so you would never win
so you would never leave
revange like the strongest fancy drink
in smoky glass served
with sparkling ice flakes
the old gramophone
was moaning french-like
i never have lost
yet i've never won this game
hearts against spades
among smoke and scretchy tones
against ourselves