Tuesday, October 8, 2019

DRIFTING COWBOYS DRIFTED BY

Drifting cowboys drifted by in the wind. They'd been so long between meals they'd become light as a feather and that wicked wind had picked them right up off the ground. I reached my net out on it's long pole and caught one of these emaciated cowboys as he drifted past. I plopped him down on the couch next to me and poured cool stream water into his mouth. His eyes said thankyou.

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