Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Coyote, Trickster

I was born to a vocation:
to bear witness.

***

On the night I was born,
strange tricksters were about,
from many cultures, mingling,
maybe placing dibs.

They were trying to decide
what form my mischief
would take.

I'm not sure
I've helped them much
over the past
three decades,
but I've certainly
given it my best shot.

But to be fair,
I haven't made it easy
for just about anyone
much less myself

(which may be
a trickster's greatest secret).

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