Christmas Poker Night Under Snow

Yo, man. Snow outside. Yes, snow.

What was it? Snow outside. Christmas night. Lights low in green.

Print lights. Snow outside. Fell inside. Lights low and green.

Peppy at the head like a vested king pin. Twelve chairs filled. No goodwill in

sight. This ain't a carol. It's poker night. Monster talks loud.

Christmas jumper stretch. Says New Year, same table. I'm still the threat.

Minkola opposite calm, unmoved. Funny how you shout every time you lose.

Radu stays quiet. Winter cold stare reads hands like balance sheets. Unfair.