Texas In Cochabamba (Life Poem)

4
Friends
Face each other
Across a green field
With Johnny Walker Black
The smoke-thick fog hiding
The tell, from hooded eyes, as
Cards are dealt and the battle with
Bets and blinds and rivers and suits,
Begins in earnest. The chips are down
And up and down again, until four hours
Later the spoils are divided and winners
And losers agree a “‘Let’s do it again”
Pact
For tomorrow.

poem by Ian Beckett
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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