Ryan

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Ryan

Artisan crafted
hands of art
vintage pipe
all you ever done
was a flicker

The oriental dragon chases cream smoke
as if a star chasing darkness

The glass eye
holds the deer antler carving
like a forest jewel
to flame

Smoke my brother
smoke my bones
burn my mind in your ritual
and I will be with you forever

I’d rather you closed my eyes
so we can smoke
so we can look strange

You’ve watched me fall
cracks in the sidewalk
opened my shoes
but you’ve always found my steps

Sprinkling sky
we can cry full
like a hole
in a bowl
for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."

Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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