August 14, 2013

i pass
a cherry
evening now
from cross
the street
now how
many times
have i
told you
what are
you gonna
  have to eat?
on the bright
she sits legs
crossed
smokes and cries
of flames hissing
strong stoves

jumps out too
in that hairdo

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what for?
what good is a rotten case
good here?
guess i do loook
kind of funny
curt?
she marries
yea   i married you
eat yr supper become
sizzling ( sizzling noises )
  clatter of a restaurant full of men
you can stay and a high pitched voice
gold beans, hey
marshall, the man
i'm looking for,
he comes from behind the bar
reading up territorial law
being feinting ill, next time
he sets foot in this town
officer, arrest who?
you mean,
Liverty Valance?

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