he dreamt of the west.
rain
forever lost
hanging like a
misplaced thought
never touching the ground...
never touching the ground.
clear-eyed, far-seeing
hyphenated women.
dust devils
frantically unwinding
in the dry
heat shimmer distance.
muffled rattlesnake
nestled silent
in his boot.
cut a hole in that wall -
bring out billy the kid.
8/17/2020
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