Timber growing up the mountain roots in silver and gold soil
The Indian Queen Mining Company lines shafts of western red cedar,
Westerner views hoodoos Painted Desert traveling to mine’s branch
Pony express rushes by galloping, “Wow!” Just to see her.
Apple dumpling served hot Western Steakhouse flair
Tasty yummy dessert warm sunset shows American west,
Stagecoach roars by, gold bars to Wells Fargo Bank
Family ranch abundant goods county fair, love distilling best.
Prospector explores desert mountain, mineral deposits found
North Star Gold Mining Company sends full sparkling mining cars,
Western Pacific Railroad Company delivers mine goods and lumber
Western honey mesquite greet miners riding railcars with gold bars.
Buffalo Gals Timber Company sending logs to mill for work
Logging builds, the west grows rustic running the saw hear shrill,
Rough cut logs stacked in railcar build a town
Using true grit gets her done western hoedown Heaven’s fill.
This prose, a shipwreck...
Barnacled and long forgot
at the bottom of a lonely sea.
This song, a rusted railcar...
alone
'n fallen
down
a
d h
i c
t
beside a siding
at the edge
of a
once-factory-town.
These words, an underfed pack mule...
high
packed and piled with 'needs'
and wobbly-leggedly hoofing
down
a screeway, knees buckling backwards.
The words I choose
can't bear the feelings
i hoist upon, i strap to them
but i persist and enlist
whatever i can write
and stuff it full of my feelings
and send it, in my blind lover's hope,
off to you.
Hoping only that
some small sense of
what i'd packed
finds you where you are.
A world away from my heart.
It is my only cruelty
to weigh down, to insult these
Words. To charge them with
my heart's effulgencies.
I am kinder than i am to these words.
I am kinder than i am to these words.