Thursday, July 3, 2014


Today I am definitely
not Coyote; Today
I am Tortoise.  There's
a surfeit of light, out there:
there's a surfeit of noise.
I pull in my tail, I pull in
my back feet, my front feet;
I pull in my head.  Coyote
comes trotting by.  He
flips me with his nose,
paws at me with his paw.
Today I am not
playing his game.

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