murchison afternoon

 

 

 murchison afternoon

for sure
it wouldn’t have
gone ahead much
since its heyday
already broken*
in your days here
a man of the mountains
come down to the town
for flour, a beer,
a look through the
general store
never bargaining
on prices, at most
just shaking your
head with hat
in hand.

in the pub
getting a coffee
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