Red String of Fate: by Brad Frederiksen

When heat huddles by white-hot horizons
and puddles black bitumen blue,
you don’t stop for water poured into a cup
to become cup before it is in you.

When white-hot horizons burn into the wind-
screen and ghost the glass over with ghost-skies,
you’re up to your nose in the end of a road
you’ve been driving so long you’ve gone cross-eyed.

When a breeze cold as glass can be cold in the heat,
and puddles of blue on black bitumen meet,
and plenty of dry leaves and dust are about,
and your eyes are on straight, and the ghosties are out,

the invisible Red String of Fate will rise up
like water still spinning is not yet the cup.

This work by Brad Frederiksen is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 2.5 Australia License.

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~ by bonniemcclellan on February 18, 2017.

7 Responses to “Red String of Fate: by Brad Frederiksen”

  1. Reblogged this on O LADO ESCURO DA LUA.

  2. Congratulations – insightful and raw – I kike it!

  3. I would like to see your world.

  4. I am flattened by the weight of all that heat!

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