©2022 Michael Raven
gunsmoke serpentine driftswind tumbleweed whistling through keyholes to slackstring guitar parched raptured sighs drinking deep of blood as it falls to jaundiced soil a whore gasps as he falls boneless to the rutworn dirt - alone
A spaghetti Western summed up in verse!
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I can’t explain why I have an obsession with the genre. It’s not like I watch or read westerns all of the time, or even all that frequently. Thanks Chris.
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