Abby Six-Shooter offers to craft for me
buffalo hide boots that rise up to my knees,
each boot with twelve brass buttons
for leather thongs to loop the boots tight,
as the payment of a debt of honor
she feels she owes me even though we just met.
All I have to do is deliver the buffalo
to her studio apartment
by one-eighteen this afternoon
and she will do the rest.
Oh yeah, I must be sure a cattle egret
rides the buffalo’s back
the whole way from field to studio
or it is an impossible task
for her to complete the boots.
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