Las Vegas

Las Vegas

a poem by Brandon Marlon

If Times Square expanded into a city, a theme park 

hub luring wide-eyed comers from all corners 

eager to revel in amusements and excesses 

contrasting against a spare desert backdrop, 

if it were popularized by gangsters and performers

as Mammon's den, paean to hedonism, ode to overkill, 

in time infused with the urge to mimic attractions 

from elsewheres, establishing thereby a celebration 

of imitation, then indeed it would look much like this.

 

Like toddlers, fulgurating lights insist on 

our notice and attention, whelming then fatiguing

even the most spry among the flock.

Easy marks and high rollers alike, 

we linger in herds before geysering fountains, 

succored by accompanying soundtracks, 

inspired to similarly transcend bounds. 

 

Those wearied by debauchery's delights

self-respite by digressing to the rouge gorge 

awaiting just west, patient and demure, where 

iron-pigmented stones compel meanderers away 

from the artifice of signage and avarice of slots, 

from acrobatics and pyrotechnics astonishing 

sore eyes yet falling short of imbuing an akin 

sense of serenity amid grandeur.

Vegas-scape, 2016. Ginger Cochran

Vegas-scape, 2016. Ginger Cochran

About the author:

Brandon Marlon is a writer from Ottawa, Canada. He received his B.A. in Drama & English from the University of Toronto and his M.A. in English from the University of Victoria. His poetry was awarded the Harry Hoyt Lacey Prize in Poetry (Fall 2015), and his writing has been published in 275+ publications in 30 countries. www.brandonmarlon.com


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