Wild Horse Pass Hotel & Casino Libby — Image by kenne
He set late at night,
in a “Nighthawks” setting
wishing the night was day —
busted, with those
low down casino blues.
No hotel room, and
you know it’s an’t easy
with these blues
knocking him sideways —
he’s at the ATM, confident
his luck has changed
and the trumpets will sound.
Dozing at the Pass,
laying awake dreaming, of a
wild horse ride to paradise,
carrying him through
the blue waters,
awakening —
will the nightmare
never end, so he can
just fade away?
— kenne
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I know this guy. — kenne