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Death or Misery
O'Boyle's corpse woke up once more
Vultures pecking at his carpet on the desert floor
Greedy to fill their blood thirst
'Not until I die first.'
He shot in the air
The vultures scattered in fear
It won't hold them back for long
They know soon he's dead and gone
He crawled his corpse to the carpet
Unrolling
revealing
The girl inside
Little Jane
Checking
Still breathing
Shame
Forced to do this hated thing
Now barley standing
Gun pointing
Thank god she is sleeping
Won't see it coming
Quick
Before vultures back again
Shot rang out
But not at Jane
He collapsed side burning in pain
World turns black again
Not knowing
Wake or dreaming
A shade with a rifle
Trapped him in its smokey barrel
Shade angry yelling
About putting him out of his misery
Wish he'd hurry
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Busted Gulch vol 9
AdventureThe river has been open to trade, and the River boats are rolling in. Bring trouble in spades. Gamblers, Mistresses, bad guys galore and so much more, BG has in store. A collaborative western story written in poetry, that continues as the character...
