an idle mind ♡ poetry

all in

Built up false lies, false hopes, false houses
Stack up so stiff and thin it doesn't take much
For the kings and queens, the big slick to
Fall under the lightest breeze until all are
Scattered across the floor entirely unordered
Made for someone else to come put together
Shuffle and straighten into a new sequence
Starting over to try again, and again
Building the same house and exclaiming
"I'm all in!"
While blowing it down all by yourself.