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A Comanche Habit with Dangerous Consequences
Chechi's sight suddenly went black
Her promise wanted it so
What she'd done were Comanche habits!
Her breath was fast, her heartbeat slow
She hadn't eaten for more than a week!
The goal always had been the thrust
Now she laid in the dirt on the street
Her face full of the biting dust
Her mind though still was awake!
Imagining things and keeping the faith!
Things popped up in her mind!
The right one she had to find!
When she saw a strong eagle's flight
She knew this eagle was her medicine! He was right!
Everything got black
Just the eagle remained
In Chechi's mind
Everything else was forgotten
Her breath only slight
Her heartbeat almost stopping
Dead she soon might
Be- if no help is coming
Her nose ain't breathing air anymore
But the biting dust
Her mouth is dry, in it a little gore
Her lungs nearly seem to bust
One cough
Another
Blood on the ground
She lays there
Without moving
Help has to come!
Fast!
Maybe
Just maybe
It's already too late
But maybe not...
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...
