The Gamblers of Souls

Some of us sell pretty
versions of our ugly
selves and call it truth;
others fold our pretty
truths into ugly lies
and call it even.
We are illusionists, realists,
the gamblers of souls,
and we all pay
the poet, in the end.

© Nicole Lyons 2017

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