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4 DONKEY OBSCESSED
WHAT ARE THEY DOING OUT THERE? WHAT ARE THEY THINKING? WHEN THE NIGHT FREIGHT CLACKS BY WHEN THEY STAND STILL IN THE MIDNIGHT WINTER CHILL HEARING COYOTE YIP-YIP-AHOOOOOs UNDER THE CLIFF/HUMP STATING ITSELF LIKE AN APE'S SHOULDER BUT HAIRY WITH PINON, FLEAS OF RAVENS, FLICKERS, MOURNING DOVES
WHAT DO THEY REALLY LIKE TO EAT? AS I LEAD THEM OUT TO TETHER I BATTLE THAT NECK THAT IS WILL'S DEVICE LIKE I JUST CAUGHT A REALLY BIG FISH WHOSE STRENGTH REFUSES TO DIE AND LISTS MIGHTILY I SENSE MY MOOD, ITS GOAL ORIENTATION "TIE HIM UP AND GET THE HELL OUT"
I LIVE IN THIS BREATHTAKING OIL PAINTING
AND IN THIS NECK OF THE WOODS THE LANDSCAPE MIGHT COME ALIVE WITH A REAL COWBOY A REAL HAT- TIPPER TO A LADY, YES MA'AM, WITH A REAL WORKING RANCH COMPLETE WITH GENERATIONS OF STORIES ABOUT RIDING BUFFALO & ROPING BULL ELK& DONKEYS HALTER BREAKING COLTS .....OR THINKING OF TOSSING LADIES HEADFIRST INTO THE NEAREST DRINK OVER TWO GRIZZLED GREY EARS TOO GREAT AND TOO TALL (BUT LOVEABLE) TO FLY INTO.
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