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In West Texas, you think of a song and you buy it
No not because there might be some rattler at your boot a moment later
There isn't some fear you're gonna die in the desert
I could put it down that way
Make a good read
West Texas desert voice
All boots and belts and hand-worked wooden handiwork
They made a shed that's shaped like a starship because they could
This town is full of because they could -- that's why you should visit
I could say something about never going home, but I got this girl back east, you see
All kinds of reasons
But heads up, maybe a month?
There'd be a lot of sitting
Mixed in with some walking
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Except for this right here, I'm making it all mine
Location:W San Antonio St,Marfa,United States
3 comments:
"Because they could."
Ain't that the truth!
Hi, I posted this on the BAP blog because I love it. Hope that's OK. If not, let me know.
Best,
Jennifer L. Knox
http://blog.bestamericanpoetry.com/the_best_american_poetry/2012/04/napowrimo-poems-day-22.html
Awesome stuff, Jennie -- thanks for spreading the word.
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