Just


Jim been waiting awhile now

by another river

for something unknown – free and finally

removed from Finn

knowing full well most none could never

really enjoy his side

could understand those days, that time,

those folks,

a sense of something

don’t nobody quite get.

Tonto never liked a river as much

as a plain or a prairie

but thirst changes a mind fast.

Tonto never liked knowing what that world

thought of him

nor even what the Ranger did

and those stories about folks like Joe was the kind

that gave him a bad name.

Jim and Tonto – two of a different kind

sit on the bank

in a heaven that they

supposed was to be reserved for

masters, colonizers and their kin.

but there’s no Mississippi and no Arizona

no Great Lakes, no states or territories here.

Here Tonto is called by his Spanish name – Toro.

Skin in the sun. Water on their feet. Resting.

Exchanging tales fit for Coyote and Brer Rabbit.

Telling tales that couldn’t fit in books and radios.

Owning the last laugh. Keeping it.

Putting down a claim and a stake. Settling on this.

Making the joke a new nation.

A place without promises just good fishing,

good hunting, good land,

just and good

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