Saturday, 5 July 2014

The Six Of Clubs -Humanity In a Deck Of Cards- (A Poem)

The Six Of Clubs 

The six of clubs 
the sixth in the club
Sweat stained and drained 
I can't say what part of me remains 

Three windows are open
Black entrances dulled by doping 
Play a little black jack and got lucky 
I'll fight on through my eyes so bloody 


The six of Clubs Eyes so bloody, eyes so bloody … the Six of Clubs 

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