war heros

in a burlington northern
santa fe box car.
i was blowing
cock.
sucking balls.
he was kissing me.
going east or west,
directions made no sense.
we will fuck
when we get there.
like bums do.
like kings
and queens do.
like fat dogs do.
on a arizona
winter high.
we bruised
naked cowboy bones.
jumping on
8 gauge bridges.
we danced
with salt river
wild horses.
i laughed at him
like lovers do,
with one
good eye.
i married him
when i unzipped
his pants
in california.
my menthols
stayed dry
behind our
homestead tree.
tomorrow we’ll
be sailors.
fucking like
sperm whales do.
roses do.
bums do.
waiting the
burlington northern.
passing north platte.
we satisfied warriors
of world war II.
i remember it
like a poem.
star spangled cock.

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