Thursday, September 01, 2005

Untitled #2

Her cowboy without a horse
is wiser than waking
except her rebel without a cause
is in his seventh duplication.

He bristles blue like an indigo snake
flexing his artichoke mane
while shaking his tumbler
from the post-ecclectic days
he mumbles
Faith Burns...hell of a name.

1 comment:

terrymcdermott said...

Found your site thru the Ringing of the Bards. I like your poems and the pics.