[stylist] expansion of the 40-word poem; poem with 40-word stanzas

[Jacobson, Shawn D]

Let me here try something new, instead of a 40-word poem, I'm trying a longer poem with 40-word stanza.

Please let me know what you think.

Shawn Jacobson
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Wendover Interlude

In this place so isolate from time
where midnight is like noon
if in the chaos of jackpot sounds
we should walk though psychedelic lights
in search of illusive gold
then way would surely lose our way
and aimlessly wander.

And so we sit tethered to our mechines
by payer's cards and cords
in unnatural symbiosis
the band plays "Free Bird" at our bidding
and drinks are served at our request
to my temporary friend and I
we play on.

My temporary friend stands to dance
I follow disregarding my cord
that hooks me to my gaming beast
and thus leashed we tangle ourselves
in loops of cord
and give it up for dancing on a leash
eludes our skills.

Oh temporary friend how nice to share
this pleasure with you till it is dispersed
by morning light as a morning fog
till only recollection remains
of this night and of this place
where we came together for a while.

For morn must come inexorably on
even here where midnight is as noon
and bid us leave this gaming place and slog
back to the mundane stations of our lives
to only recollect and fondly smile
in precious stolen moments.