We chased the tail of the sun over remote pieces of the earth
rome
syracuse
dublin
chicago
finally losing it as it set beyond the san andreas and beyond.
We touched down on a jagged piece of lit map that came
abrubtly
all lights and perpetual action
and ended even more so
with pathways leading to never ending expanses
of dirt that led to more dirt.
and it looked to me out that
plastic window
like a trailer park on christmas eve.
All gaudy flash with no organization
each neighbor trying to one-up the next.
Its vegas baby
and its real.