Alice Held ‘Em

Riffle cut flop
chips raked chips boxed
hearts flying madly nine hounds one fox
eyes dark eyes hidden empty holes
the king winking ugly
deuces without souls
hands made hands broken
chips raised feverish unspoken
dripping red queen
turning faces green
aced the cold frigid river complete
a jack a ten a wink
ax raised and lowered obsolete
heart steady in the dying heat
'twas she who had them beat

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