Casino Blues

In all honesty, I'm not here to be Hypnotised by Lady Luck. I'm not here to salivate Slavishly like a Pavlov's dog. I'm only here as a favour For a most misguided friend. This place is so absurd. This place is pure purgatory. It's a million miles from reality! It's like a brightly lit prison That allows a modicum of freedom. Addiction is the sentence here: No one gets out unscathed. The hours pass by mechanically; Where there is no day or night or hour. I wish I could melt like plastic into The garish greens & reds of the carpet. Punters treat money so casually. It's like spitting in the wind. As golden tokens spew from slots I sense the aimless, uniform frenzy. As for me I'm keeping my head on Just in case I should lose it here Like my most misguided friend. Another gin & tonic should suffice. At least it will get me through this nightmare; Before the soft embrace of feathered sleep.