Fatal Heuristics

Life can be like chess:

Some people see the pieces,
learn how they move,
then are bored to death
as opposing forces play out.

Others, hooked immediately
by nearly infinite strategic possibilities,
dedicate themselves solely
to mastering its mysteries.

Then an 8-year-old
hands their asses to them
simultaneously, like assembly line dolls.

Eventually, such skill and luck
both lose and win. Imagine:
in 1994, a computer
wipes the floor with him.

Impressed, jealous,
reaching toward the wall,
he pulls the plug.