Urban Cowboy

Sweet soft
Water fall
Rolling down
Your skin.

A hawk flies
Across a purple sky
Looking for
A gopher to kill.

I sit in a bar
Waiting for you
To never come.

At 2 A.M.
I wonder
Where you are.

The pretty bartender says
You have to leave mister.

Yeah I know
I say and smile.
I have a long walk
To nowhere to make
Right now.

I scored tonight.
Not enough.
Never is.
Nonetheless
I’m OK
For now.
So take care
And fare thee well.