Friday, October 12, 2012

into the sunset

unshaven
for a few days.
your grill
is rough like
a cowboy
in a spaghetti
western.
you're in a grunt
and groan
kind of mood,
tired from
a long day,
feeling forced
to utter
words like
yes or no,
maybe. if you
had a poncho
and a hat,
and a brown
horse, you get
on it and ride
into the sunset.

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