MARCH 1997
From 1 Injun To Another (Waiting For Coyote)
Untitled:
The world ends
tonight at
half past ten.
From 1 Injun To Another
(WAITING FOR COYOTE)
your disasters followed each of mine
until reduced to carbon machines
we moved into darker shadows
of silence and peculiar thirsts
we watched a few seasons come and go
completely naked to Raven and Raccoon
and barely spoke choosing our breath carefully
among the feathers and claws
of our misfortunes
in known languages who complained
but a few golden children
momentarily lost and unaccustomed
to finding ambition just to vomit
removing years of poison and disinformation
in one cleansing moment
we might have been too hungry
to care for insignificance
or the integrity of our bones
so we expressed our admiration
of the universe's apparent lack
of decisive assassins
we simply howled
© The Raven Chronicles 1997