Still Life with Trains, Tequila, and Cowboy Boots

For Oklahoma Poets Laureate Benjamin Myers, Nathan Brown, and Jeanetta Calhoun Mish

 

Except maybe not the trains,

because they’ve all disappeared

into the mythical West.

 

And maybe just the tequila bottle,

because the liquor apparently evaporated

while I was mourning the trains.

 

And maybe just one of the cowboy boots,

because the dog chewed up the other one,

and it’s impossible to fill two these days anyway.

 

Copyright 2017

T. Allen Culpepper

 

 

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Garnish with Your Favorite Poison

The tequila might have been a mistake,

but you have to concede that there’s a certain glory

inherent in viewing a faculty meeting–

I suspect it works as well in the corporate world–

as an analogue of the Mexican Revolution.

 

Copyright 2016

T. Allen Culpepper