The ropy cowboy
tells us he spent time
in Chicago in the 80's
working at Arlington,
tells us he once paid off
a cop with a twenty
to get out of a speeding ticket,
asks us about The Fridge
as if all Chicagoans know
the fate of our champion '85 Bears,
bizarre to feel so at home
riding horses along the Virgin river
as the painted cliffs of Zion surround us
in impassive solidarity.
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