The old card player

The old card player looked around the crowded room

Felt, green, clouded air

Deal

Night vision, to see through

Raise

The old card player let the cigar smoke sink into his skin

Table, knock, golden drink

Flop

Pleasant surprise, touch of the chin

Call

The old card player listened to the surrounding scoffs 

Chair, creak, noisy shuffles 

Turn

Disapproval, with a cough 

Check

The old card player checked his queen

of heart and diamond

Chips, ash, parting eyes 

River

Realization, the dying sun

Fold

Nobody knew his deck was only numbered to fifty one