two dice shatter with sound
crackle! the essence of a foreign chef’s wok
cackle! the malice of a frisky witch’s pot
which payout? what payoff?
the gamble of youth is all-consuming
a gambit into the bottomless black, sinful spoils
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subtle specks of randomness
perishing points of weakness
the taunt of haunted fortune
the desire to re-roll, high-roll
and escape the B-roll
of being
jackpot! bet, again
welcoming sheer serendipity
letting Lady Luck enchant me
serpentine, clandestine in nature
chasing forbidden memories that nurture
they say snakes see in shapes
so i pull up the blinds
a veil of blissful ignorance
all i can do is slither
to save each sliver
of my truth
the shed skin of my life
27 years, its culmination
i’m culpable; is it criminal
to frolic so damn carefree?
next time when i roll
i hope to grow
from snake — eye
to dragon — fly
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