Had a Good Day in Vegas

I spend time like I won it off the gray Father.

Had a good day in Vegas.

I purchase petty news and a few useless facts,

and the whole-worldly pleasures

On my carousel of carousal, my unmetered merrymaking,

My frantic orgy of idleness.

I treasure my transient profligacy. Perhaps

Everyone needs some nothing.

Perhaps everyone needs to be nobody.

Being someone is tiring.

I have known a rudderless landlessness.

It's an intimate relationship.