If I like you enough
you might just
end up in my
poems some day.
It's my way of saying
I think the voice
you use to talk
to stray dogs
is sweet,
and you have a perfect beard.
One cowboy killer
right after the other,
but it's becoming
for you, endearing,
and not a 100
because I think
there's some positive
vibes underneath
that broken rib of yours.