Crapped out, he said
looking down at the sea
you lost every single bet
against the cliff, the sun
job market, supermarket
your educational promise
a bicycle next to a freeway
a shudder against a shock
says now it’s probably over
all the exits are barred, says
something like an octopus
once had a tight hold of you.
nice nightmare!
ReplyDeleteOui, chère Béatrice, en tout cas ça ne me passera très souvent. :)
ReplyDeletetime to give up gambling!
ReplyDeleteYes. And time to give up the octopus.
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