I'm A Poet Who Can Whine In

"i Used To Think The World Was Broken Down By Tribes," I Said. "by Black And White. By Indian And White. But I Know That Isn't True. The World Is Only Broken Into Two Tribes: The People Who Are Assholes And The People Who Are Not."

Everybody Likes To Have A Place To Think, To Meditate, To Eat A Burrito.

And Then She Asks Me How Many Sexual Partners I've Had And I Say One Or Two Depending On Your Definition Of What I Did To Custer . . .

Certainly I'm Angry At The Way Indians Have Been Treated And Continue To Be Treated. But I Don't Think It's A Helpless Emotion.

Books And Beer Are The Best And Worst Defense.