however many times you roll that dice,
i’ll still come up with snake eyes.
i see it staring back–
beady, relentlessly
taunting me, mocking how
i thought it would turn out different.
no, the card table isn’t slanted.
the die aren’t shaven or puckered
in some unfair way. it isn’t
just chance
that you keep screwing up, either.
you just keep rolling that die
the
same
damn
way
and never changing your behavior.
you have no effort. no drive.
no motivation to better yourself
for us.
i just keep getting snake eyes
and you don’t care.
– playing games
















