Envision Vegas – the first time –
adrenaline pumping, palms itchy,
wide-eyed incredulity, and …
the most unreliable, stuck-in-the-mud
relative in tow, and no reservations made;
and while one wants to dive in the other
would rather be home knitting and
listening to bird calls than traipsing
through costumed Elvis’ – glitzy hotels
are too taxing, so a more reasonable
accommodation must be sought out.
Add to that being stalked by a vampire
whose leering eyes suggest somebody’s
going to lose vital energy, likely soon,
and even though the 24 hour crowds
and lights, and bells, and musical strains
beckon, this party ends up off-the-beaten
track, in a non-neon efficiency – practicality
business number one, and Dracula has
checked into the same room – a guaranteed
killjoy… this is disability on New Year’s Eve.
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