Gambling Wages

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Gambling wages

Praying for triple sevens

The house always wins


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~


The Wretched Gather

The wretched gather

This place of drink and of smoke

Bright lights and promise

Weeks wages folded neatly

Hidden in their Sunday best

There is no preacher

No pews, no heavenly choir

To welcome the flock

Yet hope for the future lives

In each pull, in each hand dealt

Praying for riches

To resurrect their belief

In this countries dream


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Is It Hope Or Foolishness

Is it hope or foolishness,

Games of chance,

One more turn of the card,

The next pull of the one armed bandit

Hit me,

Come on–triple sevens,

Changing life forever.

More often than not

The wallet ends lighter,

The heart weeps louder,

The mind is more full of regret,

Maybe next time…



~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~


What Happens in Vegas Stays in Vegas

Radiant neon,

Red, blue, green, white,

A rainbow of color,

Scorching the retina,

A sun that never sets.

Bells, whistles, catcalls, cheers,

Mixed with alcohol and cash,

Money talks,

Life savings optional.

Short skirts and translucent dresses,

Too much stuffed into too little,

Margaritas and sex,

Perfect together,

If the price is right.

On the strip…crowds,

Everyone looking to score,

Card flippers peddling porn,

Homeless looking for coin,

On more chance to turn things around,

Too bad it doesn’t work that way.

Freak show on Fremont,

Cover bands and booze,

Love beads and striptease,

Cross dressers and assless chaps,

Crowds like sardines,

Crammed to see the latest 80’s bands,

Middle aged balding groupies,

Headbanging to regain their youth,

Oh to be 50 again.

A show in itself,

Las Vegas,

There’s a reason for the saying…

What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.