Chess; a true story

I slept with a man I loved, (but he didn’t love me the same way)

and while I slept,

I dreamed of a Boy I’d just met; (he came into the shop the day before and bought a shirt)

In the dream, the Boy was playing chess with some friends of his (they were in some kind of Science Club) and the way they played chess was Different.  (They spent most of the time arranging the pieces before the game even started, and once it began, it was over in a flash.)

I woke up and described the game to the man I loved; he said, “It sounds like sex.”

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