The Sunday Poem: Lions in Vegas
There are lions in the middle of Vegas.
They sleep on plastic floors, and hunt nothing
To the chimes of endless treasure.
Stuff that I have written.
There are lions in the middle of Vegas.
They sleep on plastic floors, and hunt nothing
To the chimes of endless treasure.
“I used to have a unicorn.”
It was a strange thing to say in the morning,
But she said it anyway, talking into the pillow,
And her voice was sad, and it caught on the words,
Even as she caught my hand.
Listen up, kids. I remember. I was there the day it happened. I know, you’ll say there’s no way I could have been alive back then, but it’s true — the pace of change is faster than you young whippersnappers think, and advances in long-life studies have kept me going far longer than I ever expected.
So yeah, I was around back on the day when it all changed — the day when we learned that TVs outnumbered people in most houses.
Read More “CNN.com – Researchers: Homes have more TVs than people – Sep 22, 2006”
I suppose that it was inevitable that reviews on Amazon turn into full-fledged threads. In other words, you can now answer a review.
As Making Light points out, however, this just means that lots of authors will start arguing with negative reviews. I shall try to mightily resist getting sucked into this. 🙂