Sharp like obsidian, I can
dress my best and thrill you
or pull on a hoodie, and I'm
nothing to see.
*****, jewels, and private jets
are for suckers and players like
the ones seated around me,
especially this guy- the one in
the calfskin loafers. Spelling out
Mississippi takes longer than his
attention span.
Strange for a guy sitting at the final
table in the World Series of Poker.
Whoops, Melville's all in with his big
chip pile. That's why I sneer. The River
card tipped me. It showed me all I
needed about his hand. I scoop
up his chips. I'm happy now, but
he'll never know as I continue
sneering.
"Place your bets."
"No more bets."
"Coming out."
If Princeton was hard, the CIA
was harder. The Middle East
collects souls in a thousand
different ways: trip wires and
road bombs. Decapitations.
That's what you get when
you're bereft of divinity.
Yuck.