coyote
My mother has become the crone
i remain as a maiden.
In my dream my father lived in the desert
i visited his world
he wore an aztec head dress and was a god.
He didn't say anything
only laughing.
To his tune of a dead man calling.
He knows now the truth about gods and dying.
it was the night of the coyote.
we all howl tonight.
i remain as a maiden.
In my dream my father lived in the desert
i visited his world
he wore an aztec head dress and was a god.
He didn't say anything
only laughing.
To his tune of a dead man calling.
He knows now the truth about gods and dying.
it was the night of the coyote.
we all howl tonight.