WILD HORSES IN THE RAIN

        —after WCWs, THE ACT

There were the horses, in the sleet.
Don't scare them, I pleaded.
      They won't like it, she said.
But they're so lonely
      out in the field.
Ach, we were all that lonely once, she
      said
and hugged me, and led them to me,
      that wild band.

9/12/2009 La Casa de Maria, Santa Barbara

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The jockey's baton
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The Little Shits
Shetlandish Escape Artists
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LATE HOUSEWARMING POEM TO WM.T.WILEY
HORSES RUNNING THROUGH THE STREETS OF ZENIA AT NIGHT