cowboy,
not just because i'm
not fond of horses,
or cattle.
animals that large
seem problematic.
but because of eating
baked beans over the fire
and singing
songs under the stars
with a bunch of wranglers.
i'd be pointing up to the ridge
where i could see
a Hilton Hotel,
and saying, hey, hey look.
the vacancy sign is on.
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