I Win

I Win

By:  Garland Davis


In restless dreams, I walk alone,

Through P.I. streets of mud and stone,

Beneath the halo of a neon lamp,

I duck into the bar out of the wind and damp,

She takes my hand and leads me in,

She brings cold beer with a smile, I win,


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