The Hired Gun

The Hired Gun, he is only one.

When his job is done, he's treated as none.

He was hired for temp, for the current equation.

But he's not thought of, as a long term solution.

He shouldn't waver, he was only there for the paper.

But it's always a whimper, to be never be savored.

Maybe its his history, that none of his stays are lengthy,

In the long run he's futile, he was always have to travel......

Failed Night at Foxwoods

I started out the night alright,

things were looking bright,

But then they changed the dealer,

After being down I needed a breather.

I was down 125, but battled back to being down 5.

I thought the comeback would be complete,

but in the end it was defeat.

For I thought I was alive,

but ended down 2-0-5.

And so I should probably end the chase,

to once again, be DuosingAce.....

Sorry

I know that you are hiding from me.

I want you to know I am sorry.

What you saw was a bad version.

On another day I'm a better person.

I shoulda gave you space, let you at your pace.

But if you see something special, won't you want to chase?

Everything is wrong because I was in a hurry.

Once again, I just want to say I am sorry.

Why do I Regret

(Italian Petrarchan Sonnet format)

Why do I feel regret,

Because I can't retract,

What indeed is a fact,

My feelings were a threat.

Why do I feel this debt,

I thought things were on track,

And now the odds are stacked,

It wasn't worth the bet.

I will always lament,

That we couldn't embrace,

I guess it was just fate,

Hope it's not in cement.

I wish to be back on pace,

I just hope it's not too late.