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September 7, 2026 Poetry

VEGAS

Logan Berry

VEGAS photo

Dry brown blood 
Buried under bleached sheets 


The harrowed sighs  
Of suicides  
Hover in rafters 
At the Flamingo, Luxor,  
Ersatz Versailles 


Necrotic aerobiome 
A cold crucible    
For Mammon & its acolytes: 
All You Can Eat 
Complimentary Drinks 
Biohazard Cleanup Crew on speed dial  
Every casino is a pseudosepulchre 


Tobacco crust & cadaverine juices  
Cling to carpets  
Beneath the feet of a Sheik 
About to throw the dice  
& entify Fate  
To claim Its prize 
While the drunk become one  
Conclamant howl  
When a bikini-clad granny cracks aces 
At Virtual Poker  
The Avatar Dealer, 
A flickering PAWG, 
Winces or winks  
As coins dump from its slit  


Outside, exiles roast under waning sunlight:  
A former dancer dumpster dives, 
Finds: a rusted speculum,  
Sopping gauze & tulle, 
Tins of cat food 
He feasts  
Decorates his cane 
& tattered tap shoes  
& scuttles off the Old Strip 
Into ancient shadow 


While a wraith rides his bike 
Thrice around  
Lost tourists 
Looking for the boa outlet 
Trenchcoat flaps behind him  
Like wings as he speeds  
Off into emerging constellations 


& the moon blooms  
From the Valley of Fire 
Where boulders govern 
All the killers  
& losers 
Clawing myths  
Into escarpments  
Disintegrating into time 

image: Aaron Mayes


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