. A darkness tramples over horizon
. lassoed by a mystic moon.
. Tumbleweeds tremble in the night
. puffed about beneath a star-shot sky.
. Faces pale upon pin-cushion prairie
. to stampede this symbol of sanity.
. To scratch open our sky with flaming fire-sticks
. in a jangle of jealousy and judgement.
. Dream catcher blows for Little Dark Breeze.
. Fearless feathers flutter in flight
. to snatch that nightmare straight
. from thin air - arrow head true -
. ?lest dagger days besiege
. the outpost in his head.
. Warring hands praying
. for bombs, books and backbones.
. Shedding the skin of damned nobility.
. Dancing in the dust of tin destiny.
. Begging with a copper penny pot
. in a wooden nickel world where,
. the Great Spirit?s president rides
. the back side of our blessed buffalo.
. A riotous rodeo of sorrow.