Wednesday, August 20, 2014

wobbling to the halfway mark

good gamblers never bet
the cost of their freedom
no matter what
good winners
see the lights
the fireworks, the ocean
reflected in their eyes
and remain still
calm and unsurprised
good losers
cry a billion tears
before they get up to try
good lovers
invent a pupa every day
with their soul inside
good soldiers
only aim and spin
the best they can
never let their goal
good humans
do what they can
and forgive themselves
life is nothing
a trial version
expires, no matter what

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