Last Recorded Transmission

Since we crash-landed on this alien planet,
we've wandered in a strange, unearthly fog
and lost each other. I've not heard from Janet
for three weeks now, according to the log.

At first, we kept in touch, but now my battery's
gone flat perhaps - my radio's erratic.
I miss the soothing sound of Janet's flatteries:
all I can hear are jarring bursts of static.

Sense deprivation causes weird features
sometimes to surface in the subject's psyche:
I'm being followed by the strangest creatures.
I wonder if they're friendly. They've big... crikey!

It's very hard to make a clear deduction:
am I being eaten, or is this seduction?

© Peter Howard

first published in Envoi 1996