Sunday, October 7, 2012

“Eleven”


North, South, East, West-
There is no foreign land
Worth the years of your best.
Poker face mortar shell games-
Vanilla dew drops with names.

Montana waits your return,
The one-horned red bull paces.
Had first snow before Canada’s
Thanksgiving and saw a lot of
Things on TV, except your faces.

Dig in deep and sleep with one eye open.

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