white horses

i’ve yielded to the white horses,
curious desperation
driving the stampede;
intrigued but not enthralled
as heartbeat races
imagined fires, sparked libido
only waking moments later
as a heard of elephants
danced a cerebral ballet
nauseous, jealous
with voice and distance
the street rat feigns
the country boy
drowning in mediocrity
or saved by a western wave

~ dwmetz
1996

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