(TW: death, gambling)
hard eyes
locked on the screen,
absently coughing, ashing
endless cigarettes
on all the pamphlets
they pushed you to take;
there are bars, bells, sevens,
diamonds, cherries and lemons,
moving, spinning, in and out of sight, in
and out the small hours;
napkin after napkin
dyed in lucky seven red;
bell, bell, lemon, diamond, seven,
unopened windows, and thick smoke,
lemon, cherry, cherry, bar, lemon,
beer, burps, and vaffanculos —
on your own terms,
until the end.
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