Friday, February 23, 2024

Grandfather Bear

Indelicate fractures
Becoming is uuuuuggggllllly
Shattering solemnity
Awaiting
Telegraph

-DEATH-STOP-COME-STOP-DON’T-STOP

You said lyrics
I heard
While riding caribous.
Seems
Echoes hold hands
across generations.

I rode
The rattlesnake
Nights
Under stars
Dry grass music
Rustles
Soil smells perfume
Mouth open
Taste world.
Sandy brambles
Mètis in space(s)
Soul home
On other people’s places.

Got strategy ancestors
“Environmental scanning”
Foresight teachings
From a Pro-fessor
Fancy u-ni-ver-sity
down

south

But don't know nothing
wind didn’t tell
grass didn’t gift
waters didn’t share.

Carrying messages
Tongues can’t yet speak.
Finally enough dimensions!

Akihcikewin Maskwa (Data Bear) Hibernating 2023

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