Monday, July 14, 2014

EZ-GO

It's just—no use 
trying 
to convince the faint grimacing 

and stout 
capped old-
timer 
outside on the stoop—

who's squinting 
hunched and narrow-
eyed—a flurry 
of pinched fingers—

over a ritualized
lunch break prize 
scratch-and-win ticket—

that it's too
late—he's long since
bet everything 

he'd ever been 
capable 
of gaining—
and won. 

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