Carrier Wave

A stone on a string swings around your head
for a few seconds. Then the knot slips
and the stone goes flying.

A lover on a string orbits you in widening circles,
glimpses in doorways and oxidic bars,
a hint of the bloody smell that attracts tigers.

Sink the evidence in a muddy lake bottom.

Slip into the stairwell with a co-worker.

As in a game of Russian roulette
it is the taste of the Other that attracts.

A woman on the street with a purple cape
and a missing hand.

A poison leaf, a custard filling,
someone buried face down in Salem.

The wildness of places
with bees that burrow and punish.

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5 responses to “Carrier Wave

  1. Yes, the taste of the Other. Beyond a doubt. Very good!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Miriam German

    Thank you!

    On May 9, 2017 7:33 AM, “The Little Planet Daily” wrote:

    > burlwhitman posted: “A stone on a string swings around your head for a few > seconds. Then the knot slips and the stone goes flying. A lover on a string > orbits you in widening circles, glimpses in doorways and oxidic bars, a > hint of the bloody smell that attracts tigers.” >

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  3. Miriam German

    I like your edits.

    On May 9, 2017 7:33 AM, “The Little Planet Daily” wrote:

    > burlwhitman posted: “A stone on a string swings around your head for a few > seconds. Then the knot slips and the stone goes flying. A lover on a string > orbits you in widening circles, glimpses in doorways and oxidic bars, a > hint of the bloody smell that attracts tigers.” >

    Liked by 1 person

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