Cold rain soaks
driveway newspapers
Lottery winner suicides
running like ink
into the snake pit
Children awakened by heat lamps
and father’s fingers
rubbing out the word
in one last attempt
to sell out
Quickly and efficiently
contacts lawyer up
to kill a real cowboy
he is lined up for
coffee and pastries
at the too hip café
all denim and leather
and plastic covered flirtation
Dawn strains
through fog
Bobcat Canyon