no gold found
a creaking sound
it’s a ghost town!
Diana stands next to her corpse
that hangs from the tree
it sways back n forth
how’d this come to be?
A haunted saloon over there
abandoned church down a tumble-weed street
faded-blue hotel over here
nothing but nothing for her to greet
She steps thru the wall of the hotel
the jack rabbits high-tail it as she arrives
she swoops into the hotel cafe
no service here is about all that survives
She sits at a table anyway
in her mind she orders a cup of tea
nobody serves her anything
and then across the street she sees me…
(Copyright Clyde Collins 2012)
Entire verse narrative finished & refined!
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