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Ghost Dancers
Leaping from a Tome

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Leaping from a Tome
I Ain’t No Fortunate Son

Peter Magliocco

I took a walk the other day,
Thinking I would see the city
As it once was – far from
Its grossly banal architecture
& crass commercial obsessions –
With that nectar of gaming
Revenue particularly blameworthy.

They bitch on Christmas Eve,
Those neglected street dudes
Ambling along, beer cans upraised
To mockingly toast unkind fate.
I’m without family too, no wife
Or kids, no living relatives
Within miles of Nevada’s border.

The sweet bird of youth left too,
Having flown its way to oblivion,
Leaving behind an aging straggler
To figure what’s what in a world
Rife with recession, unemployment,
Crime so rampant minds must reel
From this sheer bloated cancer of life.

Nearby the Strip I light a cigarette,
Knowing the clinic doctor disapproves
Of anything spiking high blood pressure.
I know my youth rots in yesterday’s karma,
My smoke only an inkling of crematory ovens
Incinerating sad remnants of flesh & bone.
A billboard showgirl winks at me nonetheless,

Her giant eye staring down at my misshapen form
Time has played cruel tricks on.
Her wink illustrates a monumental lust
On a street where human spirit languishes.
Its monopoly board is full of jails & travails,
With chiselers like Madoff flipping you off
For not joining the living dead billionaires

In a Shangri-la of desert sage & dustbowls;
There a nuclear cloud-to-be hangs its gloom
Reigning down the cosmic ash of ages
Spent from the bankrupt vaults of desire.
So simply wink back, wandering losers,
Then leer too at a gaggle of hookers wanting
To have sex with your smoking hot remains.



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