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Playing Solitaire in Prison
Poem by Ace Boggess
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Retribution
Poem by Ace Boggess

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Playing Solitaire in Prison

by Ace Boggess

icicles of wine & tar
drip their measure from an awning

tears of bloody mascara
trails of spotlit parachutists falling through the night

aces ascend to heaven
reburied bottoming another mass grave

when the black-hearted queen meets the suicide king
(women prefer such dangerous men)

everything’s in play
downhill slalom

bowling with skulls
numbered stockcars racing off a cliff

if a thousand games exist
I know five to waste a thousand hours

while I listen to
Sgt. Pepper’s or Best of Bowie &
wonder if I should choose instead

a soundtrack of sad country-western songs
those about crying or lost love &

forgetting by drinking far too much
when too much already was enough


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