Buck Owens like a vision hovered before me
Nudie suit a-jangle
And me in mine.
Who can say who was faster on the draw?
He's a ghost
With ghost bullets.
I am a man with man bullets.
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
In the grand tradition of preachers of yore, I come to you with hat in hand hoping for a little something to pay for the booze. Or booze.
3 comments:
this could be the most erotic poem ive ever read....goosebumps GB....goosebumps
crse, are you hitting on my husband? You better watch your step...
buck owens? manbullets? forgive me LB, im beside myself....
Post a Comment