Wild Cats and Caged Lives
Las Vegas, 2008

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Vegas is a slap
Naked breasts littering the streets
I live with my tall blond friend, who just returned from tour in South America
We stay at his ranch, with its multi-person shower and empty rooms
He introduces me to his cats
Who rush up to the edges of their cages
Rubbing on his fingers, pressing into him

Only the black panther
Looks like she wants to rip me into tiny pieces


I want to ride the lion

“I like you too much to let you do that,” is his response

I pace Vegas
I want to leave Vegas
We explore red canyons one morning
He carries my orange umbrella, not sure of what he is doing next
I finally take off to sit in a cave
Where a plant resembles a naked woman
Who is not littering the street with her sex.

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