The Gambler
From side to side
beady eyes dart
just a-playin’ the game
horse before cart
betting with wild abandon
without a leg to stand on…
lips drawn, tightly sealed
face a mask, nothing revealed
shifty eyes, swivel seat
shifting sands of time
cards flutter up, then down
~ sifting fortune's meltdown
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2024
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