Friday, August 3, 2012

Little girl thinks the meaning to life
is inside the video poker machine.

Nicotine-stench in the caves of
my city's bowels, the city's bowels

big like an all you can eat buffet. Little
girl, take your cashier checks and get

out, past the puddles behind Circus
Circus, past the prostitutes on Industrial,

past the I-15 and the chamber of commerce,
past the lies and into the light.

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