Cowboy Masculinity

Losing sleep Lion in winter

The other day

I noticed myself

Doing what I did as a kid

Dodging the treasonous unexpected bullet

In pantomime

From the sunlit unassuming town square

Lodging my shoulder against the door jam

For temporary shelter

Pulling out my twin ‘45s

Coming out into the open

Firing

Those six

guns

Taking another slug in the knee

Blood seeping from over my right holster

Fantasy sir will take you anywhere

Said my Muse

Smiling

Cowboy dreams

Keep me awake at night