A night out

The specials hang precariously
from the menu as we wait
for our drinks or some other memento
of the night. Somewhere a gambler’s
sullen request for a crown
of a different suit threatens to upset
the atmosphere before evaporating
like vapor, airily passing
our server on the way from the kitchen.

She says Issac Newton is floating
in her head & I crave an apple but
I’ll settle for a journey where the sun picks
a number & lets us settle
on a sliver of the wheel. The specials fall
from my menu but there’s no law
against that. The server takes
our orders & the night feels endless.

© 2022 | Phillip Knight Scott


Published by Phillip Knight Scott

My name is Phillip. I am a Tar Heel born and bred and watch every Yankees game I can. I'm still searching for my own TARDIS. My first novel, "The Alien in the Backseat," is available now! https://amzn.to/3oVCG77

9 thoughts on “A night out

  1. It’s many years since I visited a gambling casino, and your words took me back in time and conjured an image of a room with roulette tables, card tables and servers delivering refreshments to all who ask. Thank you, Philip for taking part in our Weekly Prompts Journey challenge.

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