Here — here’s a day
And here — here’s another

Says God feeling lucky
Says God feeling bad

Hell — here — look
a stack of days — a week

Says God nonchalant
a penny candy in His cheek,

the glimmer in His eye
never giving Him away.

Good old God,
He’s a player, alright.

Across a blue cloth
as He antes them over

the gold coins shimmer
from his fat black purse.