Showing posts with label Las Vegas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Las Vegas. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 4, 2017

IN MEMORIAM REDUX


Tom Petty
& 58 other poor fucks
bought it
the other day.
No memo was sent.
No warning.
No admonition.
No nothing.

Today,
when you go
to your mailbox
& find nothing
you'll understand
life
is nothing else
if not fragile
& quixotic.

Norman Savage
Greenwich Village, 2017

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

WHAT ARE THE ODDS


that a nine year old girl
from New Jersey
would be on a firing range
in Nevada,
outside of Las Vegas,
firing an Uzi
with the burly instructor--
who stood next to her
slim shoulder
with his arm
wrapped around
her tiny waist
--and still manage
to shoot him
in the head?

The name
of the range,
Bullets & Burgers,
is family friendly
unless
you're the family
of the shooter,
or the family
of the dead,
or the little nine year old
who saw the blood & brains
of her instructor on her little pink shirt,
or the eyes & brain of her instructor
in the second when he realized he
was no more.

If you own
Bullets & Burgers
you're in good shape:
more business
for a hot table.


I've heard
the bookmakers
have taken this
off the board
for tomorrow's
action.
What
a pity--I thought
I had an angle
on this one.

Norman Savage
Greenwich Village, 2014