with a horse,
Buck says in the movie,
is a dance.
Think of horses
with blood streaming
from their nostrils
lying on the ground
hitched to artillery guns,
the sad wind blowing
on a city afternoon.
with a horse, Buck says in the movie, is a dance. Think of horses with blood streaming from their nostrils lying on the ground hitched to artillery guns, the sad wind blowing on a city afternoon.
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