Vegas Baby
Get on the road
A thousand bags of chips and
road food
Litter the backseat
Of my life.
I’m going where I can find
someone awake
All the time
Where I toss away money
In a place where I seem
so warmly welcomed.
Heart unwrapped
And skin torn away
I am encircled with lights
and games
And I fall away
into the coma,
Of Vegas Baby
Pay no attention
To all those men behind
the curtain.....
dar
all images and text ©1994-2003
dar freeland all rights reserved |
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"vegas baby"
ink & fine art watercolor on paper
image sz 24" x 28"
frame & mat 32" x 36"
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original available
print available
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