An element of unfairness.

by DS Maolalai

drunk and frustrated
in the kitchen
at the kitchen table,
explaining the rules
of the card-game
to my best friend’s
quite lovely
new girlfriend.

making eye contact
with chrysty and frowning,
as if common
sense knew
how to play. perhaps
a judgement
with an element
of unfairness – no, certainly
that’s what it is.

and she’s funny
when sober, which is double
and they seem
to get on
pretty well.