I was awaiting,
in the dim local saloon,
and sipping a coke.
That’s when they rode in,
and took their places about,
the corners of town.
But I was sleeping,
propped up by the bar and air,
ready for most things.
The west’s not my thing,
so I rewound it to now,
and an empty field.
we played some football,
I mean a kick about though,
before we went home.
