Ace in the Hole

is the grass stain
on your white pants
when you fall hard
but come to find
that you landed
in a fresh patch
of lucky clovers.

Paint me every angle
of evolution
in a spectrum of green
more electric
than what these weary eyes have seen.

is the kick
in your throat
when you learn
how to choke
and cough up
black cancer
in waves.

Sing to me
across the seven seas
in triple threes
as blue aces
rise with a roaring tide.

is the final sip
of clean water
when the desert mirage
beneath the sand
but forces your hand
toward a fast
that leads to light
saving your soul
in the end.

Walk with me in spirit
beyond this arid wasteland
until all the colors
of creation
have been burnt into my psyche.

is the sound
of dreams
from stones
straight through
stained glass
to collapse
the last
wink of sleep
and awaken
the feast
of a new reality
being manifested
into form.

Teach me the prayer
of well-weathered truth
that I can whisper
with peace
when the winds begin to blow.

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Scott Thomas Outlar is a lover of truth and enjoys researching philosophy, psychology, politics, spirituality, and any other facet of consciousness in the pursuit of reaching a higher state of vibration. He also enjoys writing rants, poems, essays, short stories, and prose-fusion screeds covering such subjects. Scott Thomas can be reached at You can also watch and/or subscribe to his YouTube Channel Read other articles by Scott Thomas, or visit Scott Thomas's website.