I'm so wasted
without you
stomping
these two cowboy boots
back to you
and you spelled
my satisfaction
in that red barn
and in all the hay
and I'm a cowboy
broken
on this road
of tears
without
all your lotions
drinking more
beer
and I'm lonely
as that old bridge
that showed me
that your special
to special to
ever leave alone
and I can't keep
my hands
off of your chase
and now
I'm skipping stones
catching thoughts
that we both remember
©mrnothing
M