Player. A poem.

I am a poor player
With little left to show
For the game of life I’ve played
One arm behind my back, restrained

Here’s a very short poem I wrote a few weeks ago. Not sure why I didn’t publish it then. Had other stuff on my mind, I guess.

Published by Laidback DM

I’m a writer who loves tabletop role playing games, poetry and (you guessed it) writing.

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