edges of her summer dress
cause fleeting shadows across the linoleum
as closing rays of the sun
cast through the doorway
and finally dispense -
shut out all reason to stay
as she flys
over the sea

Shes leaving -
her wings on the heels of
the desert sun
Heating even into the night
Where it can be felt
in the valleys sands
Kicking about the streets

I Re-met myself today
In the review mirror -
felt like letting Caesar
loosen my tie
unravel the kingdom
with all the thoughts
Buzzing like neon
against the glass
many colours turning
in the glitz
of Vegas
by the smokestack boardwalk
it truly can be

I understand now
why people come here

The art of it
Running and standing still

Between the various people,
loosing themselves somewhere among it
perhaps a few streets behind
a few hours unsaid
two drinks that unwind
the simple things to be missed

Picturing your eyes
waking from dreams
made by makebelievelips
There mnemonic rhythm -
business like usual
like the never stopping motion
of traffic on the strip
many want to call home
~

05/29/2003