Non-Erotic PoetryRough Road VegasThe slow rain makes
its own dance floor,
tap dancing across puddles
that silver in the streetlight.
A rough road Vegas-
with flashing lights of
speeding cars
and the neon glow
of well lit signs.
A final performance
of the passing storm
and fading night.
Best of all-
this show is free.
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