Open Poetry #40 |
Gunner the Gambler |
mjf387 New Member
since 2007-03-24
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Gunner pulls the one-armed bandit to see what his future holds. The machine reveals his fate and writes his failure in stone. He’s out in the wintry cold, where the drifting snow steals his sight. He’s without a healing agent. Nothing will make this right. Gunner’s spirit is defeated by the shame that besets him. Tears slide down his crimson face. He knows he’s done himself in. He never meant to hurt loved ones. He had good intensions. But his underhand affairs is what cost him in the end. Michael Fischer For More Poetry: http://www.poemhunter.com/michael-fischer/poems/ |
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