Bet It All On Black

I'm a stupid,

Sorry,

Sack of shit

Sometimes...

...And here comes

Rain clouds,

And all their

Accoutrements.

Don't you

Tear me down

No more,

My liege!...

...The mind,

She poisons

Like disease...

...In vain we

Must strap on

Dungarees,

And face that

Whiskered hedge.

Left untreated

By our

Cruel neglect!...

...So many

Items that

You'd twice forget...

Cast out of eyesight

When on

Hasty spec,

You placed

A wanton

Wager.

©

2018

Bunny Villaire