Been wondering when the two great loves of my life (Poetry and Poker) would meet. The dam appears to have cracked, here is the first trickle through.
After bluffing-
I watch a cute asian chick
stack my chips.
On the river,
a flash of red-
my heart?
All-in with a flush,
another spade turns-
I dig for more cash.
After betting big-
his chest rises, falls,
rises.
Betting AK
on a nine high flop-
lint on the felt.
No comments:
Post a Comment