Roulette

[cacian]

russian roulette
comes round, undone,
as your hands twist a one more turn,
the numbers scatters then fall points
to corners sharp and over glazed,
all eyes are set
silence have test,
do any symbols match your fate?
is it a red?
is it a led?
is it a none?
are you done yet?
gamblers attire
mind oblique,
the stakes are high
dollars are stacked,
will you demand another turn
or
is it fame you want to tame?
anyhting goes,
it feels so close
but yet it is
so far and fetched,
the edge of reasons never fail
mistakes are greats
when lessons' made,
but costly ones
with shakes and fakes,
take bounties out to bends and doubts.