In black and white, Women of the Wild West
inhabit, by and large, a world of fur and blankets,
hair piled up and laughs piled on and all:
stiff resolution. Guns hitched-high for saddle work.
A brothel girl is shooting pool in wool fishnets
with bloomers to her thighs – a long limbed blonde and
more or less, the outdoor kind. Her looks are free,
I daresay wild. She’d make an awesome granny.
University of Worcester: Creative Marketing Officer
I see a job for £30K, or roundabout,
enough to keep a man around that age, 30 odd,
in wine and clothes, available for love.
A bachelor is a happy thing,
not quite the finished article,
but, no doubt, he has the looks,
medium ambition, he might go far or might
become the comfortable one:
slow moving, good with children.
At this remove it appears to me, besides the work
somewhere between Gorillas in the Mist,