GAMBLERS SHINE
Loosen until buzzed lips numb to Zen torpor
This should suffice to provide the escape
Flop to full weight taste the wine of the pauper
Dare to have dreams beyond all this red tape
Won’t it work that way? Won’t it fall in for you?
When its all spherical then the drone flows
Have you forgotten just how not to think and do?
Try much less harder is how the tune goes.
No one can take away memories of skipping ropes
Its all interned all experienced all earned
Most of what drives you to dice are unwitting hopes
Joined to grey matter they add to what’s learned.
Yes but I’m predisposed yes but I’m ageing
These are my fletches all feverish to fly
I’m not caught up with the act time is staging
These changes are smiling, the smile is wry.
TIM SANSOM 20TH FEBURARY 2007
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