deepundergroundpoetry.com

.:Casino:.
inside. lounging
players like me
boxed in.
perched alongside a curved angle
here where luck is dangled; the swinging
back & forth.
inside. this scene made up of stacks and racks
lively colors and
not much else…nothing
except for the spinning of wheels
calculated splurging on crisp, calm, deals
cool & not-so cool cats
dogging-it
inside. perfectly pretty paramours
attempts at hogging-it
seizing shares of each made-to-fade thrill
man made wherein
some just lie while managing to sit still
all in for that
glittery promise of a golden pot
the one sitting off to the side; guarded
behind gates and whatnot
inside. it’s anything but the look of daylight
but the dim lights
the way they suggest a continuing fest
here inside where what's maintained is closer to no rest
players playing it close keeping it close to the vest
where the few like me are
crazed, dazed
wherein
we just might break
even.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 4
reading list entries 0
comments 8
reads 725
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.