Jenga romance

Poem written to the prompt, Demolition:

‘Jenga Romance’

Every morning, they took out knives,

and hand-crafted Jenga blocks,

stacked them on the table

until they had a classic set.

Every evening, they took turns

in a game of demolition.

She texted him from her office

to make his move.

Tired of the ruse

that the game even matters,

he calculates the cost of winning

and the cost of losing,

inhales deeply, reaches for a block

and…..