P.J. Horner Poems

I met a brash young man
he wore cowboy boots
and a Stetson
a rock and roll bar in south Houston
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there was a little girl
dyed her hair blue
she let out all the sunshine
when the day was through.
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'Tsk, tsk, said that cat,
can't you see? Noone knows,
not you, not me'.
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thinking it might be ok,
might possibly be the right thing
to do
perhaps in a night without sound
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Searching for gods of times past
ancient age wisdom of men no more
a key not missing
a lock not found
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