Tuesday, December 02, 2008

The End of November

Draw-
as in draw your guns
as in a last stand
desperado
pistolero
gunfight
high noon.

Draw.
Let me have 'em
both barrels
slugs or sabots,
best shot.
Eye-ballin's over.
Long time comin'.
Saloon's closed.
Girls gone up.

Tumbleweed, tumbleweed
balls blow by.
Dusty.
Dirty.
Draw.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

What an excellent capture of the moment.

I especially like the pull of attention to "girls gone up." A small thought of comforts in the dust.