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    I

    If God is Love
    And the Kingdom of God is within you
    Then the Kingdom of Love is within you

    If Love is Blind
    And the Kingdom of Love is within you
    Then the Kingdom of Blindness is within you

    The Blind lead the Blind




    II


    You can kill The
    Buddha easily if you have
    a one track mind

    Myself, I like the bare essentials
    in excess

    I can’t drink like I used to. Everywhere
    around me,
    Texas redbuds




    III

    The Wright Brothers
    Took flight at
    10:35 AM

    Brother, at last!
    Hallelujah, amen!

    Alive, aloft
    Birds as gentlemen




    IV

    Beer & cigarettes
    Welcome me
    At the end of the day

    My cat greets me
    He puts on
    Quite a show
    I give him
    Anything he wants

    My landlord is an asshole
    She’s left a note

    Nevermind

    It feels good
    To take my boots off




    V

    Mike likes honey
    And sugar
    In his coffee
    And PBR especially
    When it’s free

    He told me
    “You remind me
    Of James Dean”
    I said
    “Mike, James Dean didn’t
    Have a beard”
    He said “It’s something
    About your eyes”

    I told him I’d take
    Him to the barbershop
    For a haircut and
    A beard trim
    Goddamn
    He could use it

    One time
    I saw Mike walk
    Into the bathroom
    With a prostitute
    At a coffee shop
    I worked at
    If it was anyone else
    I would’ve said
    “What the fuck
    Are y’all doin
    Get outta there”
    But it was Mike
    And he told me
    I reminded him
    Of James Dean

    It’s ok
    Get you some

    I heard someone
    Ask Mike where
    He lived
    He said “Down by
    The French Broad”
    This guy says
    “That’s a nice area”

    What a douche

    Some people don’t
    Know how hard it is
    To hang up a hat
    Inside a tent
    How it’s goddamn
    Impossible to get clean
    In dirty water

    You can sing the blues
    To any cat or dog
    But that don’t mean
    They wanna hear it

    Wes Tirey is an Asheville-based singer-songwriter, guitarist, and collagist. His work has been critically praised by the likes of KEXP, No Depression, Uncut UK, and The Guardian. His latest album, “Wes Tirey Sings Selected Works of Billy the Kid”, puts music and melody to a selection of poems from Michael Ondaatje’s novel in verse, “The Collected Works of Billy the Kid”.

    April 9, 2026
    art, books, high horse magazine, Literature, music, poem, Poems, Poetry, reading, wes tirey, Writing

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