COLORADO
Nothing I could do would
break the top and no one
listens to me anyway. I'm
stuck in some hole in some
other ground, where even
the houses get punished
for being. There's no sense
in shaming what's got no
shame and no shame in
sensing who's got no sense.
It's like that all over this
world : farms out of
bounds and things
on the loose.
-
I saw your black horse hiding,
and deemed it ready to ride.
Sometimes I just feel like Colorado.
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