Outside Rapid City flat blue grey Sioux plains a sign with a light
old red peeled says see the last of the great buffalo in sawdust
broken pails and crumbling corral the cow and her calf in half
moon light touched by the hand of one old man says he knew Kit
Carson back when he’d shoot an Injun or two for breakfast the cow
snorts flying sawdust chips the calf sucks the cars drone past going
too fast to stop for a sideshow.