april 14

pieces on a chessboard –

we look over squares of black and white,

and I blink,

more than a bit disconcerted,

because no matter how many times you teach me,

I can’t recall the rules of the game.

maybe if you’d make the first move;

but no,

that’s always my job,

isn’t it?

still, I watch the board

and never know how to begin.