Ray Boorman
THE SECRET GAME
We played Bezique betwixt ourselves;
as daybreak burst through shuttered frame
with seven hours of pandered game
to set a gambler's eyes aflame
so now depart to five long bells.
Together there entwined as one;
eerie mist in smoke filled room
uneasy still of deadly tomb
embodied in this catacomb
as cover of the night has gone.
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