Iktomi

ictinike

when is who
and why is
now....
shadow dancer
when your haze
touches us, we spit
and throw herbs
over our shoulders
into the fire

oh ksa....
your twisting
house of cards
and intricate weaves
deserted you, didnt they?
could it have been
those strings you used
to trip all up?
maybe you left
too many holes
in the dreamworld's
mitt

invisible bear traps
and bizarre demeanor
you have become
your deliberate
deception.
that was for
the curiosity seekers,
coyote...

now who's wise?