Dr. Gamble

Dr. Gamble

A Poem by PoeticFury

An addiction to this unusual medication.

Hi doc long time no speak it's been about ten months since I've seen you. No actually my ears have been fine thank you for asking. No I didn't take the meds you gave me; well... but, look there is another reason why I'm here.. my eyes and mind got me in a bind. No i don't want to sit down and catch up on how time flies.

....However I have these weird itches where I have to pitch these dice drink absolute and sprite then i feel bad. All these ticket games... what do you mean I sound strange? This is my life it requires my participation like multiple eyes looking at me, and I have multiple chances of a six sided die if I roll two for something out of a 36 combinations.

(Excuse me)

I have not gotten into any fights i just can't sleep at night. The only thing that's green in my life is the grass because my pockets are black and that's the spot where I sit on my a*s.

When it's hard come easy go. Yeah I work, but there is a clog in the reimbursement flow when your folks say you should have something to show.

Addiction... maybe it is. I can't do this I have a wife and a kid; maybe kids. Is this a sin? Besides I never win. First one of the new year is on you huh? Yeah that's how it starts that's how they get you in.

© 2017 PoeticFury

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Added on August 15, 2017
Last Updated on August 15, 2017
Tags: Dr, gamble, addition



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