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and where did all of the dust and blood strewn stories go
the long limbed shadows squinting
the bribed man
the cactus and the cormac
when vampires and werewolves
rule the land
with eternity
the outlaw, the outlier, the ostracized on the edge of town
is not written down
there are no psuedo stars muttering in trailers
no posters adorning the backs of cheap doors
no rattle of cans
kicked down back alleys
all pancho, no lefty
and who gets to play santa anna
who roadtrips to the basement of the alamo
and the cowboy set sits
and the bat teeth grin
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ten minutes a day.
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