We used to have a larger group
Ten thousand head at best
Once we had the largest herd
Of Longhorn in the west

But, times got tough, we sold a few
There was the drought back in '11
I didn't know it got so bad
But, now....we're down to seven

Yep, seven steers and cows and calfs
Out standing in our field
There's not a lot of meat out there
It's really a poor yield

The Longhorns down in Texas
Took our football tickets back
They said that our best looking cow
Was like a blanket on a rack

We've done our best to make amends
We'll be on top once more, I'm sure
But, we have to keep the calfs all fed
Or else ....we're down to four

There's lots of land for them to graze
They'll grow big, I am assured
But, now I find it difficult
To call seven head...a herd

i’m crazy and i wanna be - for you!
i don’t mind ripping hair out piece by piece, strand by strand
trying to balance standing next to you
starry eyed, "lets go to the grocery and buy boring things like milk"
open it  in aisle seven drink it on the floor
ignore the strangers and their carts
"it’s okay," they’ll say rollin by
wipe the corners of our mouths, am i crazy?

She caught me in a trap
She reads me like a map
These simple lines I say
Vary from day to day
I think I'm a simple guy
My softer side is too shy
I can't help but stand tall
Fearing nothing but the fall
I'm coming close to never
But hoping for forever
Everything is going to change
When we each part ways
I hate what I've become
In this Arizona sun
I regret decisions I've made
But refuse to stand in the shade
Would I change it all?
My guess as good as yalls
My friends are all doing great
But I struggle with my fate
I want to go back in time
LoL **** I can't find a rhyme
That was an unintentional rhyme
I do that all the time
I guess I am a poet
But ****, I didn't know it
I'll just stop here and go back
See my friends, sip some Jack
I feel like my glory days have passed
Only 20 now, but running out of gas
The expectations of my peers
Is one of my biggest fears
I don't want do disappoint anyone
But I can't help but run
I miss the days at home
So let me write a poem

wind is coming in
sun is just showing
horses are watered
fire is glowing

movement is starting
the camp is awake
cookie is working
there's breakfast to make

no fancy croissants
or drinks laced with toffee
this is good solid food
and strong cowboy coffee

it gets it's job done
it ain't always so nice
later on in the day
it gets served by the slice

mud, java, joe
it's got lots of names
and at each cowboy camp
it still tastes the same

grounds at the bottom
thick as coal tar
without cowboy coffee
you will not go far

eggs, beans and bacon
and bread texas thick
to wipe up what's left
and get every lick

here out on the trail
you won't find any toffee
we eat solid grub
and we drink cowboy coffee

Take me back to this beautiful place. Where no one knows my name and the mist settles on the graffitti ridden buildings so softly. Where anxiety is unknown and all i can do is dance to rejoice the new morning. Take me back to the place that only got lovelier as the sun set. Where the lights of the city twinkle from a distance and the street lights smile down at young souls illiminating fear of the night. Take me back to this place i love.

Even though you’re
975 miles away
I know you will be
My valentine someday

Five twenty Texas.
In the morn
Fore the busses test their horns.
As a train rattles next to 377
Before I hit 7-11
Where I bet a dollar for a million
Sometimes two on a billion.
Never won once
****** little *****
I'll win tomorrow.
Cause I'll be up drunk for
Five twenty Texas

we are driving through lindale texas
and you are holding on to the bottle at your feet
harder
than you have ever held my hand

the times you smile at me, it does not touch your eyes
the moments your hand glides past me are merely accidents
when you look at me what do you see?

is it the
chances you saw yourself miss or
the mistakes you made unraveling in front of you again

we are cut from the same cloth,
because something in our DNA
and something in the heavens agreed
yours were the assets i would need
to survive.

we are driving through lindale texas
and you are muttering about a missed bill or two
and i’m just happy to be so close to you