29 September 2012

Dice roll

Cards turn

What you lose

Is what you earn

Place your bets

Hope for aces

With this cash

You're going places

Poker faced

Silent glance

There's the Jack

In with a chance

Sudden snag

There's the catch

Guy's got skill

That you can't match

Stare of dismay

Quiet moan

Lost the money

You head home

She's waiting there

Beside the door

Hoping for you

To have more

You can't tell her

What you've done

Go upstairs

And get the gun

The time has come

You said it would

Use it on yourself

Like you think you should

NoirSolaceThe Gambler • Opuss № I