From Interstate-40
sort of looks like God got
sick and hacked up
a stomach-full of gold
glitter as far as the eye can see
and once you get inside, it's
sort of like rainbow vomit
bright seizure-inducing lights
dozens of stretch SUVs,
everything is in
espanol here.
and you want to stop at every block
just taken by the city
and you want to see the
top of the stratosphere
and you can't count the chapels
on just your finger
and toes
and Las
Vegas boulevard
makes you want
to piss your pants
and the palazzo..
and you wonder how
SO many people can fit in one city
caesar's palace, the
tropicana
so when you see that
interstate sign
and the lights are dimmer
and del tacos turn into
flying j's
you can't help but feel disappointed;
you miss that gold glitter
Vegas is beautiful
