Edward slow-drinker was quiet most of the time,
made of steel on the inside, you know the type-
ate boxed lunches on the job site, was so casual with women he never got one.
but, he was happy as all get-out most of the time:
laughed loud and hard
and easy as rain, one more master of the fluff and fold.
a real couch potato, but as good a guy as there’s ever been
a straight shooter like the cowboys from the ranches of my youth
but drank less.
I suppose I only think about him now
because I was talking about cowboy hats with
someone a few minutes ago.

2004-10-22 | 10:49 a.m.
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