There was this big fire what looked like a mushroom. I was a long way off … ’cause I was. My bidness. But I was heading on back to my sweet cowboy. I know he was there ’cause his leg was brok. I know that that there mushroom landed smack in the middle of town because know where stuff is. Was.
I could feel the heat from a long way off. It was hot enough so that I knew if I went closer, I would fry. I didn’t go no closer. I was up on a bluff a good ways off, just sitting, when my skin started to come off.
I thought I’d gotten something stuck to my finger – a bit of chicken skin from last night’s chow maybe. So I grabbed hold of this little bitty bit of skin and it seemed to be stuck so I pulled hard. I remember, I was looking at the pretty bruises on the sky and so I didn’t know what happened. At first.
Sure it hurt. But I was kinda dead inside anyway. My cowboy – he was good, and handsome and he tret me right. He was my love. He’s gone, and I feel like most of me is gone with him. Judging by the way I feel now – I will be soon.
Where’d you come from anyway? One minute I’m sat watching death where the town was, and the next, I’m watching your face watching my face. Do I know you?
I read this brand new book last month. Came from England. Well hear this – he was the best of cowboys, he was the worst of cowboys. Funny, right? Now he’s a whole heap of nothing-left-over. A whole heap of flat-as-a pancake. A whole big, fat bag of gone.
Yeah, no – easy now. Sit down or I’ll gut you.
It’s okay. This’ll be quick and easy.
Bury me if you like, or leave the dogs some cooked meat – won’t matter none to me where I’m going.
Interesting short. I would say, “one minute I’m sitting…” rather than sat if this is the American west. 🙂
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Ah! Very good point, Dee. You are a lot closer to being a cowboy (girl) than I am. That’s my excuse, and I’m stuck to it. 😉
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Yee haw! 🙂
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Hahaha – yeah, just like that! 🙂
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A nauseating description of her skin coming off…I could almost smell it. I agree with Dee about the ‘sitting’ vs. ‘sat’ part (that difference stood out for me when I first arrived in the UK).
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Ha! You’re all ganging up on me now!!
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Yep! Women unite against Robert. 😁
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Ha! Y’all just try it. I am large, I contain multitudes. 🙂
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Jeeeezzz…it thought it was about the ‘big bomb’, when I read ‘mushroom’ hahaha
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Well, it was about s bomb rather than the bomb, but you were right in essence. 🙂
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