the bad news first: 'life's a gamble you lose.' then the good: 'you're free to take chances.'
today's post is in honor of http://www.chicorogue.com/ the first performances of the new group. and it's a bawdy one in bars. check it out and you'll see why i'm in the process of posting 'THE GAMBLER, or the zen of gambling.' a story in poems.
for six seasons i worked on fire towers above the casinos of lake tahoe.
ENERGY
"The energy of the earth,"
he said, "concentrates in
some places." He took off
his diamond studs and
put them on the dresser.
Sally lay naked on the
bed. "Everything in history
comes to this conclusion,
sooner or later. Look
at that sky." The sun
was rising over the Lake.
"The human race keeps
going because of moments
like this." They laid
their cards on the table.
Sally hoped for a
jackpot as she caressed
the one-armed bandit,
closing out the sounds
of the cars on the highway.
"History is a series of
accidents, or it has
a definite purpose. Who's
to say?" The sun came
up like a hydrogen-bomb
and the fires of eternity
consumed the bed and room.
Sally felt the golden rain,
and he cried like a child.
