Tinsel Town
Wet street on the strip, there’s beer in the eye
Fuzzy neon carnival. Celestial sphere in the eye
Street walkers get lucky in this magical Mecca
Where the johns, like honeybees, appear in the eye
Through a prism of casino lumina, I see faces
contorting, like clown masks with fear in the eye
A faux fiddler bows in the palace garden
A fire song to Caesar, dying, spear in the eye
Impotent old men, limp as a rabbit’s ear
Hunker at a hold’em with blear in the eye
Sleazy Tony the Ants, Mafioso misfits
Carry crumbs to the anthill, racketeer in the eye
With meditative squirminess, repining
Restlessness, my love, dear to the eye
The glitz and glitter of tinsel town
A bad scream, sticky, adheres to the eye
Like peanuts to monkeys you feed coins, Ah!
Fuzzy neon carnival. Celestial sphere in the eye!
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