when i walk on two legs i feel nothing intruder blindfolded fool of the world if i crawl like an ancestor chest to the ground feel the earthbeat, make it my own mother’s love flows in this valley swimming in shadows white sapling and raspberry cover thirsty for her, i must find her wander the blackjack follow rockweed paths, follow the clover tree moss and columbine into the cold river i drink and she fills me sunset explodes the sky white water catches fire i see it feel it but i traded my language for the soul of a wakan so i can’t speak it but for the hair of my neck and growing glow of my eyes everything alive mist chasing rain stars on frozen snow bluespruce and sage the way the redtail lands on a tree limb and folds his wings perfect balanced song of the summer reeds and the taste of the river to walk on two legs is to die i will never i will never
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jalopy dreams 