Old Indian Man

He wears

a Puma tee-shirt

but if I close my eyes

and hug him

I smell smoke in weathered buckskin.

He drives

a truck for money

but when he nears the woods

and enters

he walks ancient virgin forests.

He buys

meat at the market

but when the white tails rut

and fatten

he packs gun and worships hunting.

He lives

in modern ages

but only bodily

for his soul

comes from other,

older eras.

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