Just something that showed up in my mind one day while thinking of someone. The end came as a surprise to me too.

 

Cheyenne

the beauty of the wyoming sunset blistered our eyes
and we sat in awe,
dreaming of a tomorrow that would not come.
there was an ageless wisdom in those days,
but it left us behind
to fend for ourselves
or else die trying...
like a man without a bow tie.

 

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