I sat down at the table,
Folded hands in front.
It was time to play a game,
Though I did not know which one.
There were no other players,
Just a figure dealing cards
To the empty spaces ‘side me
I remember it was odd.
I was dealt to, also,
A small paper stack.
The cards were normal sized
With royal purple backs.
When the deck was empty,
With my cards in hand,
I took a careful look
At the vibrant span.
The cards were not numbered,
But instead each bore a sign
Words, I was sure,
But none I recognized.
The dealer looked expectant,
Which was quite the feat
Since they had no features
Like those that see and eat.
I looked again to my cards,
Every line and curve.
If there were rules to play,
I had to quickly learn.
But no signal was given,
No other player played,
So I took a gamble
And selected one to lay.
I placed the card face-up
On the table top.
The faceless dealer grinned,
And vanished with a pop.
What a fun poem!