I'm playing the slots tonight, loading megabytes

Into the one-armed-bandito, hoping to win gigabytes.

I'm down, but my luck is bound to change, it always has.

I found a nickel by the train station once, but then

I lost a dime at the bus stop, the crowd, you know, pushed me.

Songs seem very important to me, I hear one

And decide this is my song, then I hear another 

And the first is gone, I believe I have a short attention span.

Once I wanted to be a topologist. I forget when or why.

The drama of a baseball is compelling, but only 

Half so much as the commercials which run repeatedly

Through the game, as if we might not have caught it

The first time, or maybe, by sheer repetition, it will work its magic.

Impulsive purchasing has never been my problem.

The problems I do have are many, beginning with self-absorption.

Another is that I meant this to be fourteen lines.