4 8 15 16 23 42
I bet the numbers, slide my chips
Into their squares and step away
To watch the Roulette gods decide
Who wins this battle of the war.
Odd or Even. Red. Black. Heads. Tails.
The ball is from my Grade 1 class
And plays Duck-Duck-Goose with the wheel
Until she finds the boy she likes.
He’s 23. And metaphors
Don’t matter anymore. I won
And money made the others lost.
This is based on my experience of winning (a small amount of) money playing the Lost numbers at Roulette in Las Vegas. For those of you who are fans of Roulette wondering how I could bet on 42 when it’s not on the board, I bet on 2 (4 and 2) instead.