Selfie at the OK corral

I feel sorry for the cow

twisted by its head to ground

to entertain the masses.

It’s not my first rodeo,

I worry the clowns might get hurt

distracting a bull chasing its tormentor.

Foghorn Leghorn playing Rooster Cogburn,

strutting through the barnyard,

Miss Prissy swooning in chicken shit.

I ain’t no urban cowboy,

lifts in my boots, swagger like a bad-ass,

playing dress up at a bar

Tight jeans pinch my testicles,

sweatpants with a draw string make more sense,

sneakers are more comfortable than boots.

Strong coffee in a tin cup,

baked beans around the campfire,

flatulence riding off into the sunset

2-4-2024