The Ranch by Billy Sedlmayr

We took April and drove it onto open road, 
collapsed into each other, 
one more betrayal, an admission I paid for and bought outright. Love can deceive and still be love. 
We took possession of the bandstand, ate, 
held on for dear life in a Denny’s 
and saw the great balloon pitch ostrich by ostrich 
into the impaling fence. 
It was before noon when I followed the birds.
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