A Player's Lament
The sun is shining, and the sky is clear.
I would not know it being stuck in here.
With no clocks or watches, I don’t know the time.
I’m too far away to hear the bells chime.
I have been sitting here all night at this table.
I’m light-headed from too much Black Label.
This is one night I would like to forget.
I have lost so much money on each placed bet.
Should I go and tap the money machine?
I don’t know, it’s an ambivalent scene.
For all of this, I gave up my night’s sleep.
It’s what I got for going in too deep.
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2010
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