The Misery Broker

The maelstrom swirls
As the wash shuffle curls
And the dealer builds his pack
The dealer doles
To expectant holes
Mine, diamond ace and jack.
Chip trick bade
Chip twirl made
And the gun is calling raise
Gun plus one
Cards are gone
Tossed to the mocking baize.
Gun plus two
Is also through
But middle raises again
Pot sized bet
Big and wet
Loaded up with pain.
Hijack – me,
Could it be,
This is just a bluff?
Nothing there
Just bluff and air,
Is calling flat, enough?
One fifth stack
An ace and jack
Suited, but shit he’s strong.
Screw it, I’m in.
In it to win.
Uh, oh, that might be wrong.
Fold after fold,
It soon gets old.
Heads up to the flop go I.
One fifth stack
Can’t take them back
Oh why, oh why, oh why?
Stare at the dude
With loaded mood
While dealer deals the flop.
Six, two, three,
Diamonds for me
Nut flush! Nut flush! Nut flush!
Calm outside,
Nut flush to hide.
He raise, me raise, he push!
Doubt my name.
He pushed! Insane!
A set? Or worse, flush straight?
Trying to breathe
To reject or believe
Am I winning or taking the bait?
The dealer grins,
Loves all ins,
I hate the pressure call
Hero me
Could well be
About to lose it all?
Can’t fold this shit,
So this is it,
I pray to the poker gods.
He’s pushing light?
I’m out of sight?
I’ve got to like my odds.
Good call says he,
Then turns two, three
And rainbow cards at that.
Two pair, four outs,
“One time!” he shouts
And the table erupts in talk
Bastard semi-bluffer!
Smile at each other
But I want to see the bluffer walk
Implacable stare,
Staring where,
The dealer deals the turn.
Taps the baize
A tap that says,
I have a card to burn
Then turns a card
That landed hard
For the sweetest seven ever.
The quickened heart
Might tear apart
Before the bloody river.
Too dry lips
Precarious chips
Please dealer, no two, no three.
The card descends
As the noise ascends
A sly look from the dealer to me
Blackness of a spade
As a bloody switchblade
Feels like a cold knife to my heart
Full house twos and threes
Me on my knees
Feels like I was doomed from the start
But, hey that’s poker
The misery broker
I came, played the game, lost it all
I’m the poker bum
Lucky as they come
Chasing luck, on a doomed hero call.

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