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Counting Coup

Everything the power does it does in a circle

It's just like when the amphibian carried the arthropod across the river,
the scorpion couldn't help himself when he stung brother frog,
and I can't help myself when I go to the ATM and push two asians out of the way to get to 
my meager wages because 
by god it just feels so good to win no matter how many people I have to sting to do it.

The elders say that when raven took the sun into the sky he ended eternal night,
replacing it with cycles of sol and luna smiling on the people.

Well now the people have better lights, 
pulsing and flashing in epilleptic ecstasy while noises sound from the speakers.

It often seems that I am being counted coup upon, 
mocked in the eleventh hour,
And I don't even have a smallpox blanket on my person.

This bumbling hub of a casino is not where I die, where I am defeated.
But for now I will retreat,
leaving a trail of tears to my car.

-For the Chehalis indians

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  1. Date: 9/29/2009 2:35:00 PM
    Very compelling, Geoffrey. I recall the story of the scorpion and the frog from "The Crying Game." How ironic that in taking the frog's life, the scorpion lost his own. Hopefully, we have learned to be more wise now. Appreciated the reference to the "Trail of Tears" in the last line. Nice dedication to the Chehalis tribe. Love, Carolyn