WALKING PART TWO
Rows and rows of Christmas lights just up the street so close
closing my eyes I stride through the window
the Pella window with the bars held in place
A whiskey for you
A beer for me
Hamms please
made from real Colorado waterfalls
ain't many left
the bison roll over when they die
of thirst
lonesome as violet eyed Liz
when her man hiccuped hisself to death.
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WALKING PART THREE
Is this for real or is it a dream
Behind the tapestry from Peru
Ed Quispe waited too long
I stood there by the picture window
staring at films of an earlier era
Garbo in Nonotchka
sauerkraut between her teeth
dancing the hora.
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