He pulled his Stetson hat down to an angle and cravat up to his chin,
for he wanted to camouflage the visage and his fear laced exposed skin.

Fool he was in missing seeing those eyes with an aberrant spin,
that housed many imponderables and some dark sided yin.

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

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