#005: The
Game
Numbers and algebra, facts and figures,
aligned in formulas that defines fascination.
Link one to one and two plus two,
Lifes theories become just an equation.
Snooker and drinks, dateless and lonely,
At the bar a game I formed in my head.
Slowly and surely, with wit and cunning
I goaded the guys to date her friends instead.
Diligent and dedicated, loyal and true,
I devoted myself to the work that I do.
Caution and suspicion soon taught me to see,
a conspiracy in the game around me and you.
Words and phrases, letters and newspapers,
Piece by piece the connections begin.
Day by day as the game progresses
a dreaded fear grows stronger within.
Friends and family, lover and kin,
all but one Ive left aside.
Codes and secrets, thoughts and doubts,
alone in Charles my friend I confide.
Fast and bright, flashing and fleeting,
Shadows in the dark in every place I go.
Dangerous and daring, by night and in stealth,
I delivered to a lone house dossiers of the foe.
Restless and stressed, worried and worn,
Alicia sought to make the game desist.
Sudden and shocking, without a warning,
Point blank I fainted, unable to resist.
Images and visions, dreams and apparitions,
These were the reality of what Ive seen
Marcee and Charles, ageless and undying,
Diseased delusions of the game they have been.
Trembling and weak, resolute and determined,
I fought to regain my life and stand.
Eventually and successfully, the game is won,
And a Nobel Prize rewarded me at the end.
