Casino Mountain

20 Aug

The girls eyes followed
the fountain on a
mountain top.

A count of five.
Several dead people
and a cotton mouth
outbreak.

Swollen wrists and
hysterical jitters. Two
years, two decades, five
hearts, and one blood
dried fingerprint.

An awful aching
jewel in his hand.
Each spin of the
wheel impossibly
distant yet
mystifying.

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