when beef was wild
cowboys were real. they jumped on
their truly broken horse
and threw dust in the air.
they stuck a knife in between
their teeth and gutted the shit
out of their dinner. they spit
blood and mucus out on the grass and
rode from lightening bolts and His great
thunder. when beef was wild
cowboys had a job. they had women
who made cornbread proper.
cornmeal and water. none of this
extra shit. spoils the flavor.
they sat round a
wagon wheel table and
spoke of indians and gold. they spoke of
building fences to claim what was
rightfully theirs. they shot
people who stepped on their ranch.
they got up every day ready to do what they had to.
they went to bed full and satisfied.