hot wind whipped my hair
across my face
in Cheyenne, Wyoming
where a drunk truck driver
twirled my adolescence
on his sun-tanned arm
raising my skirt and pulse
in street dance frenzy
and I never forgot
that beautiful bucking horse
that broke his neck
on a fence he never saw coming
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