live well, when the hooded dealer turns over a winning hand
fortune has arrived, and she is easily disdained
by the folks that have walked away with far less.
those that have stood up from their seats with their suede pockets dragging closely behind them; such is the truth of their inhibitions.
live well then, for the empty souls that coast alongside us, since truth is not to waste itself with such lust.
live well,
for the folks that have been dealt a winning hand, and walk away.