HUNTING
When the season opens
like a carnivore flower
I hunt in the old way.
If a deer offers me
his body I accept it
the way you accept
advice from an elder.
If the other hunters
could see the way
I dance and sing
they would laugh
themselves hernias.
When the season opens
like a carnivore flower
I hunt in the old way.
If a deer offers me
his body I accept it
the way you accept
advice from an elder.
If the other hunters
could see the way
I dance and sing
they would laugh
themselves hernias.