The fruit machine

Flashing lights, patterned sequences that coax the unwary, tempting with rising numbers and tones. Siren call to the desperate, the dispossessed. So easy to drop your money in, to push the buttons, to watch the reels spin as the lights dance before your eyes. The reels stop, spin again, stop, the cycle repeats as the credits decrease.

A win here, a win there, just enough to drive you on, to believe with all your heart that the jackpot is just a spin away. The sequence seems so clear, so obvious but still the big win eludes, always just one spin out of reach.

You know the house always wins but the lights are calling, seducing, and you know your choice is made. You drop another coin….the kids won’t eat tonight…


About Autistic writing

Im 46, autistic and vocal about it, a specialist autism mentor in higher education, embarking on my MEd in adult autism, autistic advocate and campaigner, writer and co-founder of asP - the autism strategy partnership #differentnotdamaged #askaboutasP

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