Smoke in the Eye
At a tricky game of cards,
dealer wears a top hat,
holds a magic wand.
Taro on the boulevard.
Clairvoyant gypsy
in the house of Aces.
Smoke in the eye;
stack the chimneys;
smoke blown from nostrils;
drink in the hand of
businessman minstrel –
swallows the bird and
vomits tomorrow.
Last night, yesterday went
washed off with whiskey.
Today has lasted too long
and will find itself in
the toilet bowl again.
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