Fort Phil. Kearney
Wyoming,1866
A cairn of rocks announces where
My bed is, in the soil,
Oblivious to earthly care
And worldly, aching toil.
One morning, birdless feathers sailed
On wooden shafts towards me,
And left this Easterner impaled
Then scalped beneath this tree.
1988
A cairn of rocks announces where
My bed is, in the soil,
Oblivious to earthly care
And worldly, aching toil.
One morning, birdless feathers sailed
On wooden shafts towards me,
And left this Easterner impaled
Then scalped beneath this tree.
1988
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