14 comments on “He Sits

  1. With the final four stanzas, it seems to me that he has attained the best of all possible ends. Perhaps they should post this at the entrances to all the casinos, right next to “Do you have a gambling problem? Call…”

    • I don’t think the casinos would want to hint that gambling may get one killed. They want folks to play craps on the casino floor, not have a crap there. 😉

  2. This is a great poem about how gambling can destroy lives. It is so funny that when one sets out on a trip to Vegas one has such hope that they will finally be a winner and then one must come back home. One is lucky to leave with money in their pocket and if one leaves a winner then one is usually thinking about when they can come back. The only thing I can say is that all those beautiful casinos were not built because the gambler wins, no it was built because the gambler loses. Hopefully they do not lose their life but there are many that have. Stay away, is the best advice that I can give, trust me I know.

    A wonderful tale for this weeks Theme Thursday. Thanks for joining us this week.

    God bless.

    • I certainly did not set out to write a gambling PSA when I started this.;)

      I had an image of a man in the middle of nowhere looking down a gun barrel and was resolved in knowing he was about to die and it was his fault. The image was focused on that final emotion of the character. The story was simply my muse concocting a quick explanation on how he got to that point. The outer ramifications were secondary and even tertiary to the moment. I am glad you liked it. Thank you.

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