Writings by Thomas Radwick. Mostly poetry and lyrics. t_radwick@yahoo.com

The Big Casino

Redfaced
sweating

frantic to figure
what’s next

(and
how to react
to the reaction

of what’s
expected to be
next)

concocting
through voodoo
historical calculus

intricate
instant
elixirs

that fixed
the sagging
floor before

but crap
out now
BLOOOOP!

on the bourse
where balloon
faces cave

and cry at a sky
that is suddenly
a ceiling



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Crack in the Ceiling

Poetry by Thomas Radwick

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