One lottery ticket
and the next day
he became a millionaire
millions of dollars
sitting in his account
he could have donated it all
or spent it on firecrackers
lighting the sky
once and for all
but he chose
a simple life
travelling to places
he had only dreamed of
meeting people
in low-key mode
listening to conversations
ideas
thoughts
spending days
on cruise ships
cheers with champagne
dancing with unknown faces
hiding his identity
as a stockbroker
whenever people asked
Which market should I invest in?
he would disappear
from their sight
weary of giving
a long explanation
about something
he didn’t even know
because whatever he said
would never sound authentic
and then
there she came
out of the blue
a slim cylindrical waist
a velvet one-piece
with a white dove
stitched on her top
as though
she were a peacemaker
coming to negotiate
with the chaos
of his new life
she didn’t know
that the man
standing among the elites
on a luxury ship
used to live
paycheck to paycheck
and still carried
that man inside him
trying to fit in
trying to blend in
like James Bond
while secretly
looking for something
money had failed
to explain
the secrets
of life



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