The stars have gone south
The horses have turned their backs
Quiet but for screams
The horses have turned their backs
Quiet but for screams
April 28, 2025 at 5:46 AM
The stars have gone south
The horses have turned their backs
Quiet but for screams
The horses have turned their backs
Quiet but for screams
Cowboy with no cows
We knew it’d end up here
Alone on the range
We knew it’d end up here
Alone on the range
February 28, 2025 at 4:32 AM
Cowboy with no cows
We knew it’d end up here
Alone on the range
We knew it’d end up here
Alone on the range
Where do cowboys go
When home doesn’t feel like home
When hopes all move on
When home doesn’t feel like home
When hopes all move on
January 22, 2025 at 1:15 PM
Where do cowboys go
When home doesn’t feel like home
When hopes all move on
When home doesn’t feel like home
When hopes all move on
Tired cowboy has night watch
The heavens above
In front, cattle stilled by sleep.
I long to count sheep
The heavens above
In front, cattle stilled by sleep.
I long to count sheep
January 7, 2025 at 7:38 AM
Tired cowboy has night watch
The heavens above
In front, cattle stilled by sleep.
I long to count sheep
The heavens above
In front, cattle stilled by sleep.
I long to count sheep
Cowboy find the owners of his new companion, returns to his solitary watch.
What was lost now found.
The little kitten gone home.
Quiet now at the herd.
What was lost now found.
The little kitten gone home.
Quiet now at the herd.
January 5, 2025 at 1:36 AM
Cowboy find the owners of his new companion, returns to his solitary watch.
What was lost now found.
The little kitten gone home.
Quiet now at the herd.
What was lost now found.
The little kitten gone home.
Quiet now at the herd.
Woman of his dreams gives our cowboy a chance
A night in my arms
Then her words, too often heard.
Don’t tell anyone.
A night in my arms
Then her words, too often heard.
Don’t tell anyone.
December 19, 2024 at 12:28 AM
Woman of his dreams gives our cowboy a chance
A night in my arms
Then her words, too often heard.
Don’t tell anyone.
A night in my arms
Then her words, too often heard.
Don’t tell anyone.
Cowboy considers impossible dreams
Though I love herding
Will I ever reach the stars?
Not in my lifetime.
Though I love herding
Will I ever reach the stars?
Not in my lifetime.
December 5, 2024 at 10:02 PM
Cowboy considers impossible dreams
Though I love herding
Will I ever reach the stars?
Not in my lifetime.
Though I love herding
Will I ever reach the stars?
Not in my lifetime.
Cowboy passes on sage advice
A gentle rocking
Weightlessness, then blinding pain
Dont sleep on horseback
A gentle rocking
Weightlessness, then blinding pain
Dont sleep on horseback
December 2, 2024 at 8:46 AM
Cowboy passes on sage advice
A gentle rocking
Weightlessness, then blinding pain
Dont sleep on horseback
A gentle rocking
Weightlessness, then blinding pain
Dont sleep on horseback
Cowboy explains the need for a soothing authority figure to handle stray cattle
Calm boy means calm cows
Help the lost back to the herd
Inside I’m screaming
Calm boy means calm cows
Help the lost back to the herd
Inside I’m screaming
November 29, 2024 at 2:40 AM
Cowboy explains the need for a soothing authority figure to handle stray cattle
Calm boy means calm cows
Help the lost back to the herd
Inside I’m screaming
Calm boy means calm cows
Help the lost back to the herd
Inside I’m screaming
Cowboy considers work life balance.
Something more from life?
Change of saddle? Or career?
Seasons change, not me.
Something more from life?
Change of saddle? Or career?
Seasons change, not me.
November 27, 2024 at 9:57 AM
Cowboy considers work life balance.
Something more from life?
Change of saddle? Or career?
Seasons change, not me.
Something more from life?
Change of saddle? Or career?
Seasons change, not me.
Cowboy is sated after being left wanting for so long
A fire on my lips
The warm embrace I longed for
That’s some damn fine soup
A fire on my lips
The warm embrace I longed for
That’s some damn fine soup
November 26, 2024 at 12:51 AM
Cowboy is sated after being left wanting for so long
A fire on my lips
The warm embrace I longed for
That’s some damn fine soup
A fire on my lips
The warm embrace I longed for
That’s some damn fine soup
Unfulfilled cowboy counts constellations to fight insomnia
With all this freedom
My broken heart lies awake
Yearnin for the stars
With all this freedom
My broken heart lies awake
Yearnin for the stars
November 25, 2024 at 7:57 AM
Unfulfilled cowboy counts constellations to fight insomnia
With all this freedom
My broken heart lies awake
Yearnin for the stars
With all this freedom
My broken heart lies awake
Yearnin for the stars
Traumatised cowboy had his self worth destroyed so long ago that its lack has become a core personality trait.
No good to be near
Isolation is the cure
Cowboy life for me
No good to be near
Isolation is the cure
Cowboy life for me
November 20, 2024 at 5:05 AM
Traumatised cowboy had his self worth destroyed so long ago that its lack has become a core personality trait.
No good to be near
Isolation is the cure
Cowboy life for me
No good to be near
Isolation is the cure
Cowboy life for me
Cowboy has a sense of foreboding
A change in the air
A new player in the game
Up on them there hills
A change in the air
A new player in the game
Up on them there hills
November 18, 2024 at 7:55 AM
Cowboy has a sense of foreboding
A change in the air
A new player in the game
Up on them there hills
A change in the air
A new player in the game
Up on them there hills
Cowboy has an emotionally overwhelming musical experience
My yearning takes form
With an Irish serenade
Stars and curls hold me
My yearning takes form
With an Irish serenade
Stars and curls hold me
November 17, 2024 at 4:19 AM
Cowboy has an emotionally overwhelming musical experience
My yearning takes form
With an Irish serenade
Stars and curls hold me
My yearning takes form
With an Irish serenade
Stars and curls hold me
Burning ring of fire
Hold on tight as it passes
Dinner was spicy
Hold on tight as it passes
Dinner was spicy
November 13, 2024 at 10:58 PM
Burning ring of fire
Hold on tight as it passes
Dinner was spicy
Hold on tight as it passes
Dinner was spicy
Cowboy needs more water
Sunlight pierces me
Braying cows rip me apart
Work with a headache
Sunlight pierces me
Braying cows rip me apart
Work with a headache
November 11, 2024 at 7:13 AM
Cowboy needs more water
Sunlight pierces me
Braying cows rip me apart
Work with a headache
Sunlight pierces me
Braying cows rip me apart
Work with a headache
Cowboy has a quiet night.
A wide open plain
Endless stars on inky black
Joy in solitude
A wide open plain
Endless stars on inky black
Joy in solitude
November 9, 2024 at 8:22 AM
Cowboy has a quiet night.
A wide open plain
Endless stars on inky black
Joy in solitude
A wide open plain
Endless stars on inky black
Joy in solitude
Cowboy consoles friends as an old sherif comes back to town
Hope is fragile now,
As we struggle against hate.
Love is our weapon.
Hope is fragile now,
As we struggle against hate.
Love is our weapon.
November 8, 2024 at 1:24 AM
Cowboy consoles friends as an old sherif comes back to town
Hope is fragile now,
As we struggle against hate.
Love is our weapon.
Hope is fragile now,
As we struggle against hate.
Love is our weapon.
Cowboy contemplates the reciprocity of love and affection.
Their chin in my hand.
I’m falling into brown eyes.
Do cows love us back?
Their chin in my hand.
I’m falling into brown eyes.
Do cows love us back?
November 7, 2024 at 10:09 PM
Cowboy contemplates the reciprocity of love and affection.
Their chin in my hand.
I’m falling into brown eyes.
Do cows love us back?
Their chin in my hand.
I’m falling into brown eyes.
Do cows love us back?
Cowboy has a good night but briefly
Through rivers and rain
To a mountaintop this night
Just to touch the stars
Through rivers and rain
To a mountaintop this night
Just to touch the stars
November 6, 2024 at 10:01 PM
Cowboy has a good night but briefly
Through rivers and rain
To a mountaintop this night
Just to touch the stars
Through rivers and rain
To a mountaintop this night
Just to touch the stars
Hate turns that country
The orange of dying leaves.
Is winter coming?
The orange of dying leaves.
Is winter coming?
November 6, 2024 at 9:17 AM
Hate turns that country
The orange of dying leaves.
Is winter coming?
The orange of dying leaves.
Is winter coming?
Cowboy does some target practice
Six cans on the fence
Six shots from my peacemaker
Six cans on the fence
Six cans on the fence
Six shots from my peacemaker
Six cans on the fence
November 5, 2024 at 10:23 PM
Cowboy does some target practice
Six cans on the fence
Six shots from my peacemaker
Six cans on the fence
Six cans on the fence
Six shots from my peacemaker
Six cans on the fence
Lonely cowboy tries to explain his isolation.
The cows are easy
Guide ‘em, protect ‘em, watch ‘em.
But people are hard
The cows are easy
Guide ‘em, protect ‘em, watch ‘em.
But people are hard
November 5, 2024 at 3:51 AM
Lonely cowboy tries to explain his isolation.
The cows are easy
Guide ‘em, protect ‘em, watch ‘em.
But people are hard
The cows are easy
Guide ‘em, protect ‘em, watch ‘em.
But people are hard
Divorced, childless, pacifist cowboy contemplates his masculinity in a society that only values procreation and violence as appropriate expressions of manhood.
I ain’t a father
I ain’t never shot someone
Am I shootin blanks?
I ain’t a father
I ain’t never shot someone
Am I shootin blanks?
November 5, 2024 at 12:57 AM
Divorced, childless, pacifist cowboy contemplates his masculinity in a society that only values procreation and violence as appropriate expressions of manhood.
I ain’t a father
I ain’t never shot someone
Am I shootin blanks?
I ain’t a father
I ain’t never shot someone
Am I shootin blanks?