Vegas the aftermath
of sunset
Vegas the slum
Venus you actually are
Vegas every night sleepless
Vegas your breath and your underwear
on the floor
morning already
Vegas my memory deceiving
Vegas Maryland Parkway
pancake makeup
Gigi mounting the stairs
Vegas the girl who could’ve
been anything
if it wasn’t for her daddy
Vegas the carpets rolled out
Vegas behind glass
a cab ride
Vegas the beginning
a wedding dress
and a fifty cent fur coat
Vegas white cross diner
and no stars but the ones
in the wet of your eyes
Vegas the armies
putting down their guns
to have a drink
and take a chance.