By Phillip Hey  

here’s a man knows what he’s going to shoot
knows how knows when and a little bit why
you better get it right, it’s a fortyfour
it knocks a man down like a sharp axe

now he moves easy down the empty street
now stops, feeling the wind a little,
testing; watching the shadows; watching
that other man as he moves;
draws up; stands alone and tall

It explodes the heart
the horses shy, the music takes up

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