pelt wyatt
had won
in an all
night poker
game at
the long
branch
was care
lessly
draped
across his
bed
waddya
gonna do
w/it doc
asked
trade it
to cock
eyed frank
for a fancy
frisco bowie
wyatt re
plied i
once knew
a lakota
shaman
doc sd
rolling a
cigar a
round in
his mouth
he sd
they were
holy & if
you wore
a white
wolf fur
around
you the
bullets wd
bounce
off & you
wd live
forever
this is the
dead last
thing i
wanna
wrap a
round me
wyatt sd
wd you take
a brand
new colt
45 w/scroll
work &
bone grips
yeah
but what
the hell
do you want
w/some
thing like
this
doc took
his hat off
as tho
it was
a ritual
& tossed
it over on
top of the
hide
sd
murder
& dreams
wyatt
murder
& dreams
