October 2011
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Horsehead
When I rode off into the sunset there was no blackout or camera behind me. I did not recede into the distance. I was still very much present with what I had left behind. My horse was thirsty from how far I ran him. And your God as my witness I ran him until I rode into town here and realized I am not the end of a movie. I am done playing sunsets for lonely. My best days are the days I see clearly...
