What I really want to do is go to
Not Vegas, that other place
Reno, Nevada
That's where I want to go. I want to go to
Reno, Nevada
I want to talk to that old lady that is plugging nickels into a slot machine.
Sitting there with a cigarette half hung over the red ashtray..
The ashes limp...
About to fall....
Her bottom lip puckered
Face sagging
Painted eyebrows
Next nickel is gonna do it
Kling King
Jack Pot!
Queen Irene
3 comments:
That is a kick-butt poem!
Thanks, Kim. You're the best.
You, too. :-)
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