Treasure Island

Smoky Hoss

(01 may 1962 / U.S.A.)

Goodbye


An old poet riding his horse at midnight
fell to the ground
when the horses leg broke badly
in a gophers hole.
With no words
the poet arose
pointed a pistol
at the horses head
and with mercy pulled the trigger.
Walking eastward
the poet, at sunrise, received
a bright revelation;
turning back and looking into
the fading darkness
with tears in his eyes he realized,
he had forgotten
to say goodbye.

Submitted: Saturday, March 29, 2014
Edited: Thursday, April 03, 2014

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