muttering inside his skull  dully echoing asif he walked down an abused alleyway batteredrusting 50gallondrums maudlincoloured graffiti on scaly brickwalls 

                                               Thawas takin a chance might have shit in his pants

wasnt a coin toss

had skin in the game

   he pushed anywaysFARTed  annothing more

                                                    whichfrankly he wasnt sure   

hence  chanced    reprieve

keen recognition

CHANCE includes neither 

                              grateful

Yah

    he stood in there  he wanted to take a victory lapbut  thadbe rubbing it in 

a buddy admitted as much not two weeks ago

he chanced it

it didnt work out

                  All the fuck I had to do was drop my draws turn aroundsquat.  No harm no foul.

living alone he couldnt walk away from it

Man  you didnt have to admit . .

. . Confession cleansesfrees the soul. 

Yah he snarled   Then shoudve had Confession clean you up 

   something maybeclever ran across his face   then was gone 

                                                                     Yeah.  I got nothing. 

he wondered secretly when hed quit tossin the dice  wasnt getting any younger

0916,  Saturday,  17  12. 22

1901,  Saturday

Jesus Christ Superstar  Everything’s Awright  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J30tQxAkvPY