Interview with the Coyote


The illusion of speed, I have
a rain of colours, I am
livelier than the background,
which repeats and repeats.

I run over the cliff,
I walk on the air,
I eat stone and shit,
I fall only to run again.

I chase the Roadrunner,
I am the failure of the show,
I and my million schemes
don’t even annoy that asshole.

I can demand some dignity,
but what use would that be,
for if I catch the asshole,
what would the next show be?

Chuck has been unjust,
but I am the hero of the show,
for it’s not the little asshole
who people come to see.

A vain absurd delusion, you’d say
but he is not so unjust, I assure you,
he’s given me a mind of my own
to cook up delicacies like freedom.

I have the freedom to stop,
I can refuse to work,
but poor Chuck would then die of boredom
and that’s how I rule him.

So you see how every tunnel I traverse
has an end, and it’s only the faraway light I see.

2 comments

  1. I don’t even know how I ended up here, but I thought this post was great. I don’t know who you are but certainly you’re going to a famous blogger if you are not already 😉 Cheers!

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