Friday, July 29, 2011


perched over my ear

the spider

gently whispers

sweet nothings


its hairy legs

begin a slow dance

tickling the base

of the neck


the web moves

slowly back and forth

swinging me softly

to sweet surrender


mind shuts down

the body opens

the soul stirs

sprouting more spiders


from every crack

every corner and nook

deep inside

the safe darkness


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