The Drought

[Ron Buck (halfshell)]

The Drought
.

Two State assigned painters
at either end
of the Dry Gulch County line
have a wager
Seventy-one days and counting.

Will it or won't it?

The Media Stream gave up--
the dust from their tire tracks
left before them.

Both sign-painters wear
umbrella hats.

Both poised just in case
it drops or not.

A passing skull whistles a tune
through its empty eye sockets;
laughs head over bleached horns.

The Town Selectmen gather round an
open ice-chest of glass bottled Coca-Cola:

They wave makeshift fans
from yesterday's Gazette.

Someone whispers, “It's snowing in Montana!”

[mfwilkie]

LMAO over the last line!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Some bumps on a first read, Ron.
Give me a day or so.

Mags

[mfwilkie]

Had the whole of it down, and then lost it!!!!!!!!

I'll be back tomorrow.

[mfwilkie]

Ron, I think this was trying too hard.

Took out what distracted me from the painters and the Selecmen.


Two State assigned painters

Seventy-one days and counting.

At either end of Dry Gulch County
is a sign-painter wearing an umbrella hat.



Will it or won't it?

The Media Stream gave up--
the dust from their tire tracks
left before them.



Both poised just in case
it drops or not.



The town's Selectmen gather round an antique
chest of ice-cold bottled Coca-Cola waving
makeshift fans from yesterday's Gazette.

Someone whispers, “It's snowing in Montana!”

Mags