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Frank E Gibbard
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Frank E Gibbard

High Noon

Low Sky

Exit Saloon

Mordant Eye

Take Aim

Die or Fame

Winning Bid

Killed the Kid

Fastest Gun

Number One

How Long For

Western Law

Cannot Rest

In this Wild West

Wary Eye

Till I Die

Live High

Until They Till

That Lonely Plot

On Boot Hill

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Frank E Gibbard
I've come to appreciate a good western, Frank. It's a category that's often overlooked, yet we have a few of them here. Nicely done.

 

Tony

Cheers Tony.

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Hi Frank, This would be a cool intro to one of the old dime novels that romanticized the old west. Spoken like a real cowpoke might tell it with few words, and getting to the nitty gritty. I enjoyed this.

 

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An interesting subject and unusual format Frank. Well put together. Reminds me a little of Dada poems. :icon_sunny:

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abstrect-christ

nice utlization of a minimalist rhyme structure indeed. :-8)

Pinhead

"Unbearable, isn't it? The suffering of strangers, the agony of friends.

There is a secret song at the center of the world, Joey, and its sound is like razors through flesh."

Joey

"I don't believe you."

Pinhead

"Oh come, you can hear its faint echo right now. I'm here to turn up the volume.

To press the stinking face of humanity into the dark blood of its own secret heart."

"There's a starving beast inside my chest
playing with me until he's bored
Then, slowly burying his tusks in my flesh
crawling his way out he rips open old wounds

When I reach for the knife placed on the bedside table
its blade reflects my determined face
to plant it in my chest
and carve a hole so deep it snaps my veins

Hollow me out, I want to feel empty"
-- "Being Able To Feel Nothing" by Oathbreaker

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aBPy3xNwwL8

"Sky turns to a deeper grey

the sun fades by the moon

hell's come from the distant hills

tortures dreams of the doomed

and they pray, yet they prey

and they pray, still they prey"
-- "Still They Prey" by Cough

https://soundcloud.com/relapserecords/sets/cough-still-they-pray

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