Until the Next Bonus Round

The god of gambling is spread thin in this town
where the Indian casino lights the unpolluted sky
like an airplane crash site. People only think about
five-dollar chips when they don’t have any money.

Four members of the Methodist congregation
blew double their weekly offering tonight in slot machines.
I approach a man at a Japanese slot
called 7 Suns: “Did you know
gambling is illegal in Japan?” I ask.

He turns his head to me with a cigarette
between thin pale lips.
With a large uneven smile he says,
“What? No, I’m fine.”