‘It’s hard
to start…’
______
After Sunday
A roll of the dice
A cut of the cards
Slot-machines
Night and Day
rolled into one
Background & Hinterland.
Did Elvis chant
‘Let’s Strip You Bare’?
Music & Musaque
‘ Where have all the jute-boxes gone?’
——
What’s your poison?
Your cocktail?
Your justification?
To be sure,
none of us expected you to order
“Massacre on the Rocks”.
No parrot sang
“Pretty Polly
Off your trolly
No folly
Pretty Polly
Off-duty
Police officer
Nurse
Local government employee
A couple of Canadians
With his fiancé
A very good mother
Heavy-duty mechanic apprentice
Maple Ridge
Big Sandy
Henderson
23
29
20
22,000
Vesuvius
Pompeii on the Strip
_______
‘I won’t be right
until I’ve written
– even then
I won’t be right.
I lost my heart in Vegas
Nevada
Cork.’
From Bath to Cork with baby Grace 
Thank you Paul.
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My two brothers just left the strip minutes before this happened,, they live in Las Vegas. I cried for hours until his text came.
I love this poem. Another great one.
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Oh how fortunate they got out of line of sight. Tears are the only words
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