Poem: “To Taste”

“To Taste”

I like to think of myself as
I know this is
Not true:
Whether I like it or not
I am a gambler

Everything I do is a
Shot of the dice—
From tying my shoes
In the morning
To saying my prayers
At night

I do not know what
Will happen
Sometimes you win
Sometimes you lose

In that one second of the
You live and die
Many lives and
Many deaths

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