Cowboy Poetry

  • July 22, 2020

    Doctorin' a Lone Heart

    By Maysen Battles
    Doctorin' a Lone Heart
    i always imagined
    maybe by twenty two
    i'd find a nice man,
    a steady hand,
    meant what he said
    n' maybe followed through
    .
    but the years keep on unravelin'
    looking myself in the mirror
    how in the hell did i wind up
    as a one gal grounds crew,
    doctoring a heart
    slashed,
    burned
    ripped in two;
    .
    you left me with a big ass tattoo
    right across my heart,
    chared with the memories
    i made running with you;
    these cows n' i,
    matching scars
    n' twin tattoos
    have a lot in common
    c'ept they belong to something
    that won't drop them outta the blue

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