Larry Nicholson

coyote dreamz & rocks

met her over there,
eye suppoze?

cha.
whut happind?

said he dream’d
abowt coyote
and rocks

what kind of rocks?

oh, the blue ones and red ones
and maybee one night yell-oh
he thinkx

so now where is
our neffew?

bye the river

ficksing a fire—

you know

he ses she’s sen-say-shun-al/
and she frah-lix

like nobuddy’s bizness,

izzat right?
and he alreddy lit the rocks

the blue and red ones,
prob’ly even the yellow

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