Poem - Cowboy

Cowboy

Sometimes I’m so lost

I don’t know what to do with myself

Other times I think I know

But I stumble along

Like a fool in the dust

Desperate for one measly drop.

Rarely

I come across a poem

From a kindred spirit

And feel it

In every cell.

Or come up with a paragraph

Or a single sentence

That’s worth something

And I know I’m where I’m supposed to be.

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