They dealt the cards around the table
Each to each, as it was.
I picked up my “curses”, “monsters”, “classes” and “species” grasping at the play of the game…
and wondered what it was I was to do
With this odd assortment of clerics, cheats, wizards and blessings…
Observing, as Tom and Malcolm drew me in
In to strategy and tactic almost
before I understood – character and motive;
I fumbled and made a valiant attempt
To learn, incorporate integrate and inter act
in something so new I was
spellbound, and inept.
I know this purely because,
when at last I managed to
solicit some help – as was expected
from my fellow players
They fell over themselves to be the one
who assisted –
until I managed to allow them both
to help me from my plight
of ignorance.
We played a bit – until I was
Convinced of my ignorance
When Dan arrived, and took my hand
Level 2 ato Tom’s level 4 and Malcolm’s level 5
In the time it took me to flip a quesadilla
to fill the air with that scent and put some food into his body
Dan had taken my level 2
to an 11.
I smell the heat and friendliness of the hot food for my children
Like a dream wrapped around this moment
While they dance past me in a game
a simple game
I cannot actually, really.. fathom
and I know
all is right
with the world
