Tuesday, June 20, 2006

Ah, Sam

take the carried foods.
eat the carried foods.
canteen, burlap, prickles…
me suddenly become
cowboy type
can grin despite
there’s no cows
spurs, other regalia,
even a horse at all—
except by a measurement
inclusive of ache,
the distance and span
of the trip made
to disperse or
accept through use
the lonesome ember.


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