how far is vegas?

it's unclear
how we arrived at this destination
without
a map.
but here we are, sitting
in the car
and staring
into the grand canyon
while parked at a steep edge.
it's big, I tell her,
as she applies lipstick to her
lips
in the side view mirror.
should we get out
and look,
maybe take a picture for
facebook
or something. people should
know that we were here.
do we have to she says?
do you have any gum?
I hand her a stick of chew.
what caused this, she says,
snapping her gum,
throwing the wrapper out
the window.
I dunno. something.
who knows.
okay. well, I've seen enough.
let's go, how far
is Vegas from here?