the venetian is not venice

i was dazzled at first
by your glitzy facade
your saturday night superstars
your shimmering, glimmering lights
each proclamation was a revelation
inside each oyster was a pearl

you thrived on the presumable novelty
of trading like for like –
which is not invention,
but barely recycled rejection –
and i’d heard all your stories
three months into this round
of texas hold’em

behind the flush false fronts
was a hand full of bluff
a brain full of fluff
and nothing – yeah I said nothing –
to keep me here

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