You game?

Sure, I’m game!  

(For fun, you know my game with such various pieces—
many brave and beautiful, many shadowed in creases  

some are…

     on pointe (Uh huh, I’m such a boss)
     in File 13 or clearly, clearly lost

     fresh and ready to pack in a punch
     trashy and smelly like three-week-old lunch

     brand new nine lives for the bold and the daring
     bad belly-buster dives causing serious staring

     carefully elected like hunks of winning pie
     totally rejected like chunks of retched bile

     mad genius improvising at its very best
     reckless compromising, a prank, joke, or jest

Whatever the game pieces, even in slow mo)
Let’s throw down the dice, Roll with LexPoMo!