Queen’s Gambit
by Scott Thomas Outlar / February 2nd, 2020
What’s ten seconds in life
to pick up your coat
dust your courage
shine the sleeves
or twenty toward a regiment
or thirty for the screws
What does one minute matter
during the moment of laughter
Forty days and bleed again
What’s five years of the groundhog
haunting the burrows
chasing the hare
choked by the tail
or six to leave permanent scars
or seven stitches through the night
What does one hour’s profit measure
when the till is hollowed out
Eighty gods dream of jinn
nines in the gallows
nines where the genes swirl
nines beyond the vapor trail
nine promises intersect at zero-point
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
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This article was posted on Sunday, February 2nd, 2020 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.
