Fancy Dance Boy Eating Homestyle
Lord Hundred Chief Benway played
pants berzerkus only
pissed himself imagine
childhood smile smelling Indian
write Sub Committee
Senate Select! Prolapse
importante Winnetou that would show
lame dumb blind diss-ected beasts
how to live son —
Blame Black Elks
tracking number invalid
pornographic public sad
how fast can you run
how fast your heart
how fasting broke your hard on love
Sagamore Benway say power puking
— all my relatives! —
you’re too hard on
sacred wheatsheaf carry carry
concussive cap knocko yoman runned
revolver holding chain
sacred three-legged
pitbull Cochise of generations
fought and never lost
Seminole-souled bedded down
sustain anyone breaking
lust list wife pregnant
another’s monarch bitter pow pow butterfly
organophosphate barrel drummed
hey-heya hey heyyyyy hokey poke!
chested barrel thrown off canvass sailed ships into
holes drilled in Arctic ice rusting holy
Father rustled horses from rustling fathers
white collared black robes consuming boys
by mouthful greasy fingered greasy mouths
along the Greasy Grass
Sword Bearer
Wrapped Up His Tail
survival I bought you Red
Lodge lust– click– permission
click — dead butterflies
click — ice robes
Wichita Boney M
where birds go down into earth buffalo rising from sleep deeper
worn path falling darkness away
into face your smile elder teeth bones bent
skull crazy vertebrae wounds received
cold down fire start sky runned
time revolving winds the train
continually puffs down
forever night motion star hands
cottonwood reaching along
riding horse quiet still as —
shadows stretching under moon snow now then
riding for cities black coal smoke stalking
hunt sea reverberation flowing outwards only
out there alone he sees out there alone he sees
this world to that they live
when tied held close on your back forever together
learned to point into dark was there where
find my name in black lodge round circles dance
left when darkest not alone
songs slow so low
wherever still can not alone
bring me to fire
send me to fire
make fire
make fire burn
Tryna Leave Head Full Seep Stars Ache
quicky quicky across da sky scroll
deep plains ocean burn thunder chunkey
bird strays course over granted jet contrail legs
drowned last night married to uncle
old hoary beard tree
scrub brush soap bush
gnarly hands round your wrist
another round bong
the one with the foot pedals– what it means to lie this
fresh lunch boy 10 jail
14 lockup 18 escape 20 parole
federal matching grants main
mine diss-astre drag line unstarred
medical loud pipes after all
time legal outlaw why
why Coco-chise why GHeronimo buy
mud blurred heads scooped
out Greasy Grass along the
berries blood entrails trailing
horse manned shadow show
alone living alone only alone
blankets made bed woolen trading
hewn Hudson becoming Bay some
how? presence not fully what
aspect white light this?
a cup full of bottle pitcher
riding legs massive missive– oh Miss!
suitors snatch plucked bow — mess
across time land across
would know ass
wife known wants
prisoner escape all
been 20 you have I dreamed?
not brother said alone kind
sense Diofied held
sodality leased baby job
peaked window pushing streetlamp
under scratched still
metal perfection
when path everything
shit else
plan drowning
presence matte
furlight visions pool your stars
— cart yeah that’s what I’ll do
Scott Bear Don’t Walk (Outstanding Warbonnet) is a member of the Apsáalooke Nation of Montana. As a PhD. student at the University of Chicago, Scott writes about Native American culture. He takes inspiration from the last words of his grandfather, “Old Man Coyote is alive.”
