Playing With the Magic Circle

If you and I played

A game that never paused,

Would we live playfully forever?

Would a poor throw of dice mean—

Pretended hunger,

Pretended sleep,

A fierce war,

Fought with cardboard armies?

And if you won and I lost,

Would it mean nothing to my boss, s

Dentists’ Appointments, Playfulness and Work

Dentists’ appointments are rife with anxiety, nervousness, and aversion towards the person you have paid through the nose for causing you pain. During one such trip to the dentist, when I was hoping he would refuse to see me, the sadist promptly called me in, seated me on the reclining chair, audaciously asked if I was comfortable, brought out his tools, and declared war. I held my bre