3WW

a gambling man

sitting at the table across and down two was a man who emanated a stealth air of complacency. the subtle satisfaction of settled success weaved into the fabric of his noteworthy gray gabardine suit and brilliant diamond pinkie. unaware of the unexpected motion of rumblings within, his beating heart continued in a linear pace. attached to his sculptured face a mustache appeared hiding an unchanged smile of a winning hand. almost a habit, he rarely shaved the thick hairs away.

helpless to look further and unable to focus on the uncomplicated cards i continued to secretly search his personal being without acknowledgement. continuing on, there now appeared thin expressive lines, bored with the business of unchanged hours he was seeking a minut big bang evolution. perfectly manicured nails resisted the urge to chew in unmerited anxiety a knowledge he no longer remembered. silently he considered a change, the expresso he had with breakfast or the order of his hours, a minute less here a moment more with her.

easing into his next thought in a faceless expression, with no gamble involved, calling out his cards he wins another hand. complete to his satisfaction, he turns and smiles, motioning our departure. touching the back of my elbow he brings me in line in one movement we turn and leave. considering that i could possibly change his cool, embraceable heart i lingered on the romance the late evening held in the palm of my priorities.
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Bones 3 word wednesday prompt offers this week: habit, settle, bored
photo: A gambling man, Talis, flickr

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SundayScribbings No. 101 The Experiment
photo: flamingoes, khamburger, photobucket

Flamingoes

exciting her usual
placid peaceful perseity
the distracted white rabbit
allowed her access
to what was
previously impassable

placading the placebo
fear faded and her
sense of wonder expanded

as she shifted closer
with breaknecking speed
suspicions slowly seeped
from underneath
the seams of normality

flying without wings
in a parade of colors
disappearing smiles
in puffs of fading lettered smoke
questioned her reasoning

hesitating little
she tasted the other
smaller than the larger
previously sampled

swimming for answers
the edge crawled closer
with teacups and 3 card riddles
red paintbrushes and mock turtle soup

with a taste and a yawn
in a fluttering wind
the trial ends
experiment over

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