The Injured Coyote

© Photo by Johannes Plenio on Unsplash

The archetypal belle American boy – Epoch: the depression, the 1930s and 1950s, the protagonists; Marlon Brando, James Dean, Charlie Parker, to name a few.

Issac sings of his heart’s laments. The memories torments’: a winsome cry. The injured coyote is dying: its whine carried on the winds of the dry desert plains.

Issac – his voice cracks: the grike of the sun-baked landscape – longing for the rain: the dust bowl that mirrors his soul

The highway that stretches to infinity, the fluid sky extends to the beyond. Up above, the vultures circle around in a russet sky: hoping for the coyote to die. Their concentration glazed in the intense heat.

Issac sings: nobody cares, no one, words plucked from his guitar strings. The heart bleeds- the blood caked on the baking soil: the memory. He plays his guitar. The water’s songs of lament: the longings of the heart – a voice lucid and clear; this morning, the air screeches through the vast expanses. The confusion stirs – tumbleweed whirling: moving erratically in the sands. The scene captured is as beautiful as the Belle American boy paints his lyrics in black and white. In the past, this was a land travailed by cowboys. He is lonesome: he speaks the desires of a thousand longings.

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