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I'm a cowboy who's run out of time.
  My world completely all fenced in.
  I'll be a wild west show pretty soon.
  Pretend sheriff wearing  a star of tin.
Elder aunt adored
lazy Summer bored
reading Hardy Boys
stroke mystery toys.
Sleep in tent on her lawn
chickens wake at dawn.
Spoils us with ice cream
old man's boyhood dream.
We'll bury our hearts
in their aching parts
later when blood dries
we understand whys.
We love certain things
hate no wedding rings.
I stare in a mirror of ice
see myself in paradise
fever warm that night
walking into the light.
We met at Rugby's bar
shivering seeking heat
drink wish upon a star
mirror our heartbeat.
Born a crooked womb
drunk in a tiny room
push a baby carriage
now a sterile marriage
daily we both pretend
a marriage just smoke
laughs are our friend
old hearts just broke.
  Dec 2024 William J Donovan
Nick Moore
I woke to find
Everything packed away—
Carpets rolled up,
Bare floorboards
Revealed for the first time.

No one around,
My footsteps made
A strange
Sound

Then Gran came in.
"Your mummy and daddy
Aren't getting along."
This truth,
I learned too late,
Kept from me
Until this morning.

A day my mind
Will never forget,
A secret now
Unfolded.

We traveled to the new town,
My face
Wore
A
Frown.

The door slammed shut
Too quickly,
A bad case
Of homesickness.
What was severed
Now crystallized.

Now,
I never fail
To remember
Every
Detail.
A filthy, disgusting,
morally corrupt place
where government
sows its disgrace

their power to abuse
jail with impunity
our taxes they steal
congress immunity.

**** all the atheists
our Christ to crucify  
hope is our pacifists
rain is tears they cry.
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