Treasure Island

Werner Klokow

(08 April 1973 / East London)

Looking for my Horse


Just the other day I lost my horse
I lost my horse, I lost it somewhere
Not here for sure or I would find it
My horse is hungry my horse must drink
The flies are horse flies you know
They zoom about my head as if to say
You are sitting on your saddle, you dummy
Your saddle under you, beneath that … a horse

Submitted: Saturday, August 12, 2006
Edited: Tuesday, August 24, 2010

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