It is all part of the process.
Give a little and get a little in return.
Flash the pearly whites
and show them your tongue of gold.
And don’t forget to blink,
to scratch your head every once in a while,
and smile, never forget to smile;
remind them you are human.
Time lingers in the spaces between;
don’t lose your cool, you’ve been here before.
You know how it goes.
All the meanings get lost in the void
until they are found.
It takes a little bit of patience
and a little bit of hide and seek.
If the hook is tugged hard, it can rip
the flesh and loose its hold.
Let it sink in.
Secure the hook by easing up
and then pulling gently.
And when it’s deep in there,
pull with all your might.
It’s how you play the game.
You swore off it
after the nth time your heart got broke,
and someone stepped on your face,
but you find yourself here again.
You make every excuse as to why
you are playing again;
but let’s face it, a player plays.
Once you play the game,
you become part of the game.
These old habits
they die hard.