roulettetown

by KUBOA

I want release from the kind of peace which is not peace that I feel here.

  I want release from the sense of desperation and sense of helpless desires that I feel toward all the people that come and sit here with me and perhaps I talk with for awhile.

  And those people with whom I only share a few words but whom I will never forget.

  I want it all gone, out of my mind, out of my hands, I want these chips to be gone as I am gone.

  I want to rise from here and walk and then arrive at home, to arrive at the place where I will lay my head to rest.