Red Queen

Last night
My lover made a claim, expecting ALL of me
Of loyalty and of belief, I cannot let this be
I reject this, my body will not digest this
All of anything is a lie, unless we speak of when you die
ALL of me is not up for grabs, not even on the table
I alone will save this painted face, if I am able
There is at least one card you cannot see
So close that I have sewn it directly into me
Mine alone, this fleshy vest, you may have the rest
But this old Dame, I control her play, one day
I will reach, with this hand, into my beating heart
I will rip these seams apart, and I will throw her down
This Queen, and claim her crown
Until that day, She and I decide how much of me
To hold, to play, to bluff, discard, or hide
Or perhaps if you are lucky
To let it ride


Queen Judith

Painting: Judith II The Queen of Hearts by Karen M.

Happy Valentine’s Day.

~ by April on February 14, 2015.

One Response to “Red Queen”

  1. And when I finally played that card, gave all of me…you could take it, walked away
    I called your bluff

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