Seattle, 1987
This late in the 20th century
I cannot look at a lake
without wondering what's beneath it:
drowned horses
snapping turtles
cities of protected bones.
Yesterday, the sun rose
so quickly on cable television
I thought it a new day
beginning
but it was just another camera trick.
How the heart changes
when this city fills with strange animals
the reservation never predicted
animals formed by the absence of song.
Downtown, today, a street magician
so clumsey I fell in love
and threw a dollar bill into his top hat.
There are so many illusions I need to believe.
Sherman Alexie.........from Old Shirts & New Skins
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