m. is a time
to have a dr
ug in you
re
no nevada is a sect
ion of filth
y universe wit
h high grannies wit
h car
tons of light on
e hundreds on
the empty slot sea
t next t
o them
reno neva
da crawls with sped
up zombies who
se e
yes unblinking
are here to win
it big
fat lo
ners lo
o
king for a
good time blo
wing bucks eve
r
y
step of the way
god this casino
kills round the clock
or rat
her kills the clock itself
no on
e is her
e to see me
see what speed
has un
done in the faces
of the grave
yard shift once
lovely waitresses
or whatever
their bosses call them
i can bare
ly take the sun
ken mouths
of the casino life
rs
who
se clean cow
boy shirts for sure
reek of sixty plus
odd years of smoke
d cheap cigs
what if
i think bet
ween sips of whisky
one could see all
the teeth of these
rottin
g gamblers in a pile?
no
tic
ing the loo
king for.
for what re
no nevadans?
when a buxom doll
ed up woman
passes so
man
y eyes foll
ow her move
what
transformations the hotel
mirrors must have witnessed
the young womens' feet
hide in uggs
and black spikes
what else can
one do i think bet
ween sips of pep
si max and crown
but write these folk
s down?
fuck i
already burned the hun
dred dad gave me
dad paid
for this one
forty five crown
acro
ss the casino
i see the speedfreak LCDs
programmed to drive
granny addicts and co
ughing old cowboys
batty with greed
really i am
no bet
ter than them;
we bot
h voluntarily
high and poorer here
five one filipino
women with brushed black
smoke-in
fused hair patrol
glossy lanes
flanked by the tack
i
est of car
pet boundaried
in gold plastic
be
hold the king
dom of god
awful decisions
its twin
kling with
empty comped cock
tail glasses this
nausea
tingly rich racket
could not give
the slimme
st fuck if they nev
er laid a sleepless eye
on again
what wit
h the millions on
like a run
nin bathtub
there the patron's fin
al breath collides
with the plastic show
er
curtain.
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