When it comes to winning
I am a looser
and a liar if you must know the truth
I am a sandwich
with no meat in between
A martini without the vermouth

I am the trail that ends abruptly
With the next step over the cliff
I am the moment that you realize
I am all that as well as all this

I am the pain
that's right behind the eyes
The migraine that keeps showing up
I am the feeling
when you place your bet
The moment you run out of luck

I am the shiver
The heebie jeebies
The trip into the fall
If you'd like, take down my number
I'm here all the time...give me a call