Sin City Circles and Circles

For the sake of fun
Or what feels like should be fun
We marry, merry.

Vegas:

a ball of slow-cicles, colliding.

Much to be avoided.

Though we are here, we don’t belong. We’re among the weary, yet not lost.

AND THEN THERE’S MONEY!
Plastic coins in the shape of
debt!

Loose your pocket!

Let’s unabashedly run into the drunken abyss and sip sweet wine
Let’s play in pools of empty satisfaction and sully our good names!
Let’s believe for once in the honest truth of luck and put it on black.

When in truth, we’re broke
The fun runs short; slight pockets
Light at night’s not right.

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Sin City Circles and Circles

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