Wednesday, March 6, 2013

4165. BLIND MAN, BEGGAR MAN

BLIND MAN, BEGGAR MAN
(Laramie)
Hold the force open, keep the gate ready, those
horses are soon to come tumbling out. They run
like the wild steeds they are, and we can only
watch and wonder, gaping at their speeds. Theirs
is such a natural power in just being wild.
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'I don't see a thing,' the small guy said. Not that
he was blind, but he may as well have been; all those
jagged cowboys blocking his view. 'Climb up on
the fence, then, you dumb pussy; don't be so
afraid.' Another guy told him that, with a sneer
and a complete disdain for whoever he was.
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Nothing special about this : men at play, now
watching horses. If the saloon was still open,
they'd be watching the barmaids instead. All
the same, how far is it that a blind man can
see? How much crap does a beggar bring in?

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