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Oh No, Another One Dead & Gone
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I, the ghost, glided outta there
hoovered by the hotel for a while
meditating
’til I noticed across the street
that the sheriff had hung another old girl-friend o’ mine
from the hanging tree in front of his office…
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I had asked him to stop doing that
but he’d done it again anyway
the corpse’s tattered dress
baring one smooth shoulder & her thighs
flapped like a flag
and the branch creaked like a harmonica
as the sun sank behind a weathered building…
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I found him locked inside a jail cell
contemplating his cowardism above a candle flame
“why’d you do that?” I howled
“She ruined your life,” retorted the sheriff
I shook miserably in the shadows of his office
emotionally wiped out I sat on the corner of his atilt desk
& moaned
“She’s a dream that’ll never die.”
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(Copyright Clyde Collins 2012)
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