games

we always played secretly

hide-and-seek

and it made it so easy

to ignore

everything else

everyone else

you would find me

on the bus stop

I would find you

in my bed

and when we would

lost count

who's turn is

to hide

who's turn is

to seek

we met

in the kitchen

to smoke

a cigarette

and -

- rock

paper

scissors -

your turn

I sometimes blink

in the Morse Code

all this important

things

that I can't say

in case you are

watching

I hide face

in my hands

rock

paper

scissors

- my turn