Wednesday, February 07, 2007

while the rest of you are distracted on facebook.

There's a huntsman on my wall today
Legs entangled every way.
He's patient and he knows the truth
Waits for the moment, just like you.

There are spiders in my shower, and they cower
When you're near;

When I'm with you, dear.

Particles of water, getting hotter
With your fear;
That unconscious sneer.

Counting through the days
Like grasping onto haze
And peering through your webbing
By the light of ebbing dark.

1 Comments:

Anonymous sarah said...

No blogging lately?

4:20 PM  

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