Tuesday, March 9, 2010

I Hear Dejope Singing

I hear Dejope singing, the magical spin of the machines;

The ones of despair, hope, and luck;

The woman on her last dime, the old man betting his 401k;

The bells ringing as they hit the jackpot;

Screams of joy and happiness, and with it, the envy of others;

The silent clicks of the wasted spins;

The anticipation for the big win;

The prolonged wait for nine triple sevens;

I hear the gambler's, the high roller's spirit in every spin.

3 comments:

  1. Stop talking about Dejope Please! I hope you lose your house deed in a game of ultimate bingo.

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  2. I like this a lot, Zach. Nice tone!

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  3. I agree with Mr. Kunkle. This is a very nice poem. I've never heard you talk about Dejope...so it does not bother me as much as Zack.

    Good job.

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