Thursday, January 12, 2012

Mythology

i was born inside a rock
far from the eastern rush
of concrete up
beyond the plains, palm flat
silver lake river chain

i was carved out of sky
rubbed chuska smooth
under a wolf moon's icy growl
in the defiance uplift's
sandstone shadow i howled

my new lungs took in dust
of a bloody past, the long walk
my white baby feet
unblistered in a place
where all the doors face east
and spider grandmother sleeps

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