Casino Poem

You were heavy in your chair
One hand rubbed the green felt of the table
As if it were the breast on the sinewy body of yearning

I watched your tan lips envelop the soft bliss of your second to last cigarette
The light brown sugar of your skin was impervious to the piercing flashy lights
But blue and white shown from your somber eyes

Each delicious chip were like the pennies we would throw in shopping mall fountains
Wishes and dreams waiting to be scooped up
The waitress in the vexatious black dress faithfully brought you whiskey sours
Numbing and erasing all that continued to spiral

I wanted to grab your hands and smell the bills and smoke
Then force them on my waist
I would have led you through the ravenous creatures, the deceitful ringing
Lights that leave the eyes arid and the soul broke

Elegant carpeting, signs that lie
Couldn't have enveloped you and pulled you back to anguish
Through the revolving doors the ocean mist would have cleansed
The buildings were vibrant but they weren't bigger than us

We would have kept walking to the sand
Just ahead of where the ocean stops
You would lay with me
So I could rub sand up your arms

Consume the wetness of night
And the dryness of your torment
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