Between

Between palings
spiders mating, grope.
Sixteen limbs wait
envenomation; she
eats his dreams,
bloats,
so swinging
spiderlings think
of nothing.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2024



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Date: 3/7/2024 6:59:00 AM
Gripping!
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Jeanette Swan
Date: 3/7/2024 12:41:00 PM
Indeed. Strange creatures :)
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