Stuck between the tick and the tock
The Joker plays his final hand.
It was bound to happen, wedged between the pack
The two cards merge under the Jokers spoken word
Lovers from the beginning,
Nothing would have kept them apart.
The Joker, thinking he has done them wrong
To mess up the pack, to pay the many hands back
For leaving him out of the games they play
He has done those broken souls a favour,
Bringing them together
A spell once woven, is rarely broken when love is true.
Turn the card over
to read the final words the Joker spoke to seal the deal.
Off with their heads!
© Anita Dawes 2021
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