Vegas

[alice wellintown]

Richard Fiero <rfiero at gmail.com> wrote:>
> . . .
> Ewww, Fractal Spam. Alice, if you would read the damn book it may reshuffle
> your deck and present a brand new family of fractal systems. Perhaps you
> could supply biographical sketches of P in order to explain his writing. Oh,
> wait. That's not in the book. All the better.

Who is running Shasta?
Is it John Jacob Astor?
Or someone even faster?
Some ethereal task-master?
Some diabolic pasteboard mask of sullen laughter crafter?
Who They be gunning after?
Some paranoid contractor singing light through the rafter?
Some singing laughter in the ivory light,
not a minute,
after,
Shasta strutted and traded her charms for arms and the man
and launched a thousand
Arms.
Arms with grim hands
Arms grasping ghastly; Clutching prows.
Flotsam faces.
Broken, spilled, beaten, desolate, reaching for the prows
of Men who are running after Shasta.