There’s a madness to board games

Here, pawns
are called pawns
And no strength
seems greater than
that of your
clenched jaws
To wipe the still sweat
pooled in the unduly
concave eye socket
I take my glasses off
in a perfect parabola –
realise how small
and tired my eyes are –
As i use my pawn
as a pawn
I know that
at times I can
travel farther from
where black
and white
take me

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