Bait Goat Poem by Kay Ryan

Bait Goat



There is a
distance where
magnets pull,
we feel, having
held them
back. Likewise
there is a
distance where
words attract.
Set one out
like a bait goat
and wait and
seven others
will approach.
But watch out:
roving packs can
pull your word
away. You
find your stake
yanked and some
rough bunch
to thank.

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Kay Ryan

Kay Ryan

San Jose, California
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