Cattle Ranch

the wind blew through each memory hard and fast chasing the vague ones away as the letters arrived the same time the door bell dropped and slid out from behind, no, never mind we were all herded into that large, empty room and told to sit there and wait, while themen in short coatsbrought out the white paper cups for what? with tenative smiles the nervous group managed their shaky hellos, each wishing they were anywhere but. cringing under the guise of keep it all nice, keep it polite as we sat there, like beef steaks abating secretly glancing searching but not finding that friendly smile seated between each insincere laugh thatstumbled out tragic and yet all too real, pressing beyond each uncomfortable prodding with an eye toward random reactions to that clever response, to some witty report one level above mass confusion raging beneath this tempation to flee and run away fast to anywhere but here, stuck with this room full of strangers...