Surely there is
a genie..
at the bottom
of this bottle.
Within his hands,
he holds
the big kahona..
winning ticket
for The Devil’s Lotto.

The jackpot
happens to be
my immortal soul.
The moment
that I clinch it..
I escape
The Devil’s
vice grip..
I am whole.

Poor genie..
he is drowning
in a boozy sea.
I am the only one
who’s brave enough
to save him..
and to set him free.
And in return,
he shall reward me.
Handsomely.

I chug chug chug
until the bottle’s
empty..
where are you
my genie, now?
Though eye spy
into the bottle’s mouth,
I cannot see..
Could it be possible..
that all along..
the genie was in me?