Falling out of the Golden Gate Casino
   with nothing to my name
   on Fremont’s pedestrian mall
   beneath its great vault of lasers and neon

I see them again
   the girls from the Russian doll stall
   and Dress Your Critter
   and the Buddha Ping Scent Centre –

all three of them feeding cookie crumbs
   to the pigeons that come
   and coo

and gather there
   as though to manicure
   their perfume-scented fingers.