Russian Roulette
His game of choice
Russian roulette
The vodka bottle
In one hand
Shrugging at danger
Laughing at warnings
Then it was too late
He hadn’t thought things through
Death would have been
An outcome most welcome
He wasn’t quite so lucky
He hadn’t thought it through
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
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