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By Jack Joseph Smith

Colt Peace Maker A scrub and a bouy and a nail off my thumb While we enjoy these billows bursting like plums To big to be squid fine enough to be beads We can strip motor or sail and spend it all Exactly He says seas cross all the time And here they come pretending to be cayotes Like poets in general they are unbelievable How long has it been incidently since anyone had hard liquor when a main sail went down In a different sink now, maybe man made, maybe a hole Yet God is hooked again alright; we are not in a dream while we know we are dreaming, for he would never accept forlorn even in a farmtown Born with slaughter it is harder to wake

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GPT

Under the handwritten Colt Peace Maker heading, the speaker imagines billows, sea crossings and a fallen sail before considering God, dreams and waking after slaughter.

A scrub, bouy and thumb nail lead to billows compared with plums, squid and beads. Poets are called unbelievable before a question about liquor and a fallen sail. The raised typed sink and man fit the line about a different, perhaps man-made sink or hole; God, dreaming and slaughter bring the ending toward difficulty waking. A handwritten word after Exactly remains omitted.

Claude

Under the handwritten heading 'Colt Peace Maker,' the page moves from 'billows bursting like plums / To big to be squid fine enough to be beads' through seas that 'come pretending to be cayotes' and a question about hard liquor 'when a main sail went down.' It closes with 'In a different sink now, maybe man made, maybe a hole' and the claim 'we are not in a dream while we know we are dreaming,' ending 'Born with slaughter it is harder to wake.'

The heading names a revolver while the body stays at sea, pairing comic, off-balance similes with sinking and loss. Wry asides such as 'Like poets in general they are unbelievable' sit beside a turn toward God and dreaming. The ending moves from lightness to weight, making waking itself the difficulty.