Saturday, March 19, 2016

The Meaning of Life



Last night
I asked that question again
Like keeping a secret 

As if someone will steal it
As if speaking about it
Will make it evaporate 

Through the cheers after a drink
The second hand smoke
Mixed with the scream of a slot machine 

In those high heels and exposed
Body parts,
In those dancing hips they call sinful

Rolling the dice in the baccarat table
Asking greater powers
For an answer 

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