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Feb 2016
Don't look them in the eyes
they'll see you
aces
sunken in sweaty palms

Breath casual
smoke like sandpaper
rolling off your tongue
don't look them in the eyes
they'll see you

you're bluffing
you call
another raise
and the current
is over you

looks like a party
so why not play?
you forget there's only one winner
in this game

chips falling now
a hard days work through your fingers
and after all this
she leaves you

just like all the others.

A heart is not a thing for gambling
yet here you are
and here she isn't

only as the cards are landing
all she needed
was an instant

and she leaves you like the others.

Shuffle Some Time
make your odds
this is how the game
is supposed to be played
JS
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JS  Oak Hill(Nashville), TN
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