Clearly,
Vegas is not for me–
at least not the Strip.

I imagine
there's a meditative side
to Las Vegas.

But here among the casinos,
no one on the sidewalk
hands out cards for retreat centers,
just cards for call girls
and strip clubs.

Snap, snap–
they flick the cards
as they jab them at you.

Thomas Merton,
anyone?

Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved.