Deviants

i see
in
your beady
little eyes
something
sparkling
something
somebody else
left
be
hind.
i see
in my Jack of Hearts
a purpose
a symbol
an hour glass
always
half
full
in
the chaos
of
life
order will be had
puzzle
pieces
and the border first
group by color
group by chance
if it keeps
itself
somewhat
remotely
in
order
the
rest
will
work
itself out
damn
your
eyes