I collected old dice

      Sometimes they would fall upon themselves

      Like an old person

      Neither man nor woman

      Just falling

      I set myself apart

From the green felt 

      Ignored the waitresses entreaties 

       Till I felt rude

         Nevertheless 

Etc 

 etc

     The Reno of your soul 

     Divorce, Nevada

    Wait, where was I?

         The old dice

        Yes my home

        My family estate

           With stone walls against a hillside

              And dank basement

             My uncle in argumentative conversation 

              Regarding the New England Patriots mascot

        With the color TV on loud

         And grandpa Norrises black die 

        On his desk.