How many pens?

How many pens
Sacrificed to your sublime wonder?
Can’t remember the name
But I next song it
Until I hear
My Maori cousin

That night
You, me, the Mohawk
SACRED.

Forehead
To forehead
You loved so hard
I felt it
Tree high observer

Our loss
Our lies
Our shovels

Terse truth
Cold logic
Each word medicine
Each dance community

Akihcikewin Maskwa (Data Bear) Hibernating 2023

“Who am I?”

“Who am I?”
“Who am I?”
Echoes
Off cave walls
Now described by scientists
“Who am I?”
Echoes
Of drum beats
Of heart beats
Of old songs
“Who am I?”
Plates
Filled in memory
Ceremonies in continuity
Medicines lit in community.

“Who am I?”

Can’t remember
Name of favorite song
Started a new poem

In the middle of another

This one

Tender

That on pause

Sweat lodge

Oooooold

Text Elder

Fuuuuture

Rainfall

Preparing

Strategizing

“Let’s have a smoke”

Hazy room of to becomes

Pride against Prejudice

Fine teacup fragility

Binary technicians

“Who am I?”
Looking for you between the moments
Looking for warmth between sheets
Books or beds
Either will do.
“Who am I?”
Ceremony each street
Retell the stories
Here we saw fox
Bear at the Boulangerie
We wrote and unwrite
Calculated deaths
“Who am I?”
Memory of circles.

Akihcikewin Maskwa (Data Bear) Hibernating 2023 - as part of the Bear work