Lawrence Hall, HSG
Out Where the West
Begins
In the Pharmacy
Parking Lot
An old man creaks his body out of the pickup
With boots on the ground he’s got his swagger back
He taps a Marlboro out of a cardboard box
And lights it with a manly Zippo (clink)
He’s practiced his technique since ‘66
A ‘way-cool curl of silver-white cowboy smoke
Rising up above the pickup cab and into the West
Along with a phlegm-rich boots-and-saddles cough
His wife’s inside the store, a-getting’ his pills
He can’t quite manage that distance himself
‘Way back when he was so ////’ cool, you know?
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