The Boy Playing Pool

He picks up the stick

And looks carefully at the table

He lowers himself down

And aims for the red ball

He shoots

The ball bounces of a couple striped balls

But somehow still makes it in to the corner pocket

One more left, black

He smiles triumphantly

And aims for the last solid

He's intent on winning

He won't settle for a simple loss

Victory is near

He will reach for it.