I couldn't sleep
so
I scrambled some eggs
and bought a lottery ticket
the odds were 1 in 575,757
I thought of you
at work
another 10 hr shift
and the cats
they slept well
in the sun
while little kids
screamed their idiot screams
Last night
you came to bed
and told me I had 20 minutes
when we finished I told you
I used 19 minutes 30 seconds
and we laughed
and you fell asleep
and I read a short story
about a tiger
and drank
watery gin
$12.94 in our bank account
1 in 575,757
you never believe me
when I tell you you're beautiful
so I will tell you
575,757 times
© 2013 Lee Kitzis
Showing posts with label lottery. Show all posts
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Wednesday, August 14, 2013
Monday, April 4, 2011
The Bell
They’ve placed a servant’s bell
at the liquor loft register
if a customer shows up
and we’re not there
they simply have to ring the bell
to get our attention
they placed it there
then they went downstairs
and upstairs
they went far away from the bell
while it rang
and rang
for six dollar pints of vodka
while it rang
and rang
for chew and lottery tickets
while it rang and rang
on our ears
and on the deaf
© 2011 Lee Kitzis
at the liquor loft register
if a customer shows up
and we’re not there
they simply have to ring the bell
to get our attention
they placed it there
then they went downstairs
and upstairs
they went far away from the bell
while it rang
and rang
for six dollar pints of vodka
while it rang
and rang
for chew and lottery tickets
while it rang and rang
on our ears
and on the deaf
© 2011 Lee Kitzis
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Lottery Tickets and Fake Shits
The speakers
blare 90s hits about
soaking up the sun
and living in the sun
I check losing lottery tickets
and fill the cooler
while outside young money
slips on ice
it's a kind of paradise
I ask my boss for a bathroom break
she scowls and says "go ahead"
I sit in the stall
and plan my next move
a long sigh
then I flush for appearances
when I get back
there's a man standing at the register
he has a dirty White Sox hoodie on
and bedhead hair
he gives me his instant win ticket
"I know I keep getting taken," he says
"but I just keep playing."
NOT A WINNER
the screen flashes
I tear up his ticket
he thanks me
and walks away
off into the ice
off into paradise
thinking
one day
maybe
© 2011 Lee Kitzis
blare 90s hits about
soaking up the sun
and living in the sun
I check losing lottery tickets
and fill the cooler
while outside young money
slips on ice
it's a kind of paradise
I ask my boss for a bathroom break
she scowls and says "go ahead"
I sit in the stall
and plan my next move
a long sigh
then I flush for appearances
when I get back
there's a man standing at the register
he has a dirty White Sox hoodie on
and bedhead hair
he gives me his instant win ticket
"I know I keep getting taken," he says
"but I just keep playing."
NOT A WINNER
the screen flashes
I tear up his ticket
he thanks me
and walks away
off into the ice
off into paradise
thinking
one day
maybe
© 2011 Lee Kitzis
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Winners
They flock to the lottery counter at Jewel
Sweat stained instant win tickets
cracked like a parched desert floor
The geriatrics in kitten sweaters
the bed-headed Indians
with tired eyes
reeking of B.O.
worse than the homeless
those who haven’t been spit out
waiting
in the mouth of the lion
buying the scam
fuuuuck
they say
give me three more Diamond Dazzlers
then they walk outside
sit on the bench
light a cigarette
and scratch
while the jaw tightens
and the tongue works its magic
© 2010 Lee Kitzis
Sweat stained instant win tickets
cracked like a parched desert floor
The geriatrics in kitten sweaters
the bed-headed Indians
with tired eyes
reeking of B.O.
worse than the homeless
those who haven’t been spit out
waiting
in the mouth of the lion
buying the scam
fuuuuck
they say
give me three more Diamond Dazzlers
then they walk outside
sit on the bench
light a cigarette
and scratch
while the jaw tightens
and the tongue works its magic
© 2010 Lee Kitzis
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