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Dead Spiders Weave

“It’s a terrible love 
And I’m walking with spiders…
It’s a terrible love and I’m walking in
Its quiet company…”-Birdy

Three long claws enclosed around a lone beating heart
Stone talons gripping in happy malice, silently angry by its pulse it cannot feel…

The longer I stare into the hollow sockets seeing only ugliness,
The easier it becomes to break into pieces over the mere thought of you
I thought it was a dull beat- a throbbing, fading beat disappearing into the night…
Though your image, once so grainy, is becoming clearer and clearer in the fogs of my consciousness
I thought it was just a dull, callous beat…
But the more it throbs against the stone, the more the stone cracks
The more the demon cries in anguish…the more I fall

So deeply in love have I become,
I can barely breathe in this misty embrace
The suspense of your blows make my innards whimper…make my mind shiver
My tearful eyes cry for your assurance
My body changes through the peeks of your light

It is all a joke!
This is all pathetic, low, meaningless! 
Surely these claws over this heart do not exist
Holding onto nothing but dead spiders who once weaved miracles
Dust and spider legs….spider eyes…they had seen so much…felt so much with their prickly appendages
Through a lovely peephole beyond the three stoned fingers…
I see the entire world where they must have crawled
A world holding you…
If only I could hold you too…

Something tells me I would never let go if I had the chance
Something tells me I would crush you
I would turn you into dust and spider legs…
 
And yes, as all demons enjoy, I would lose you
In the grip of the three stoned fingers

Unless…
You were that heart I thought I had seen…
The heart that continued to beat long after it was ripped out
The clenched heart that throbbed despite its crushing cage
The very heart that bled and bled for no body and all for the sake of love
Beating and beating, cracking those frigid fingers
Into dust…
And all of the fallen limbless creatures would gather round…
And they would tell me… “He lives yet still…”
Weaving in their webs the very bloods and salts you pumped
Within me…and beyond me

Dead spiders weave and weave and weave…
And unlike human hearts, their ideas never tire

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 12/29/2014 9:09:00 PM
Continued...I'm really gripped by the inner conflict you experience and express over the qualms,the qualities, and the quake of this all consuming love. The demons, the spiders, the man, unyeilding pump and beat come together to create such a gothic and mystical affection. The way you confess that the love is in you,around you,that you may lose all control and devour his heart is so breath taking. I think this is a masterpiece of concept and metaphor, its so uniquely you! This is special. J.A.B.
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Laura Breidenthal
Date: 1/2/2015 8:16:00 PM
Thank you Justin. This piece means a lot to me and you've grasped its meaning very well. Thank you for the sweet praise. Hope all is well for you and that you have a blessed year ahead of you, full of joy and inspiration. Love ~Laura
Date: 12/29/2014 8:53:00 PM
A web of weeping hope may catch a heart true to the love you grope Laura. There is a love so powerful that it can haunt us with invincible inspiration, thrill us into a state of sorrow so rich and sensual that surrendering to it is the only way to survive and thrive. There seems to be a painful freedom in your acknowledgement of this love, it gives, yet demands so much of you...J.A.B.
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Date: 12/18/2014 5:10:00 AM
- Always unique poems from you, Laura - Wonderful written - I wish you Merry Christmas with your family and good friends - oxox // Anne-Lise :)
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Date: 12/14/2014 11:56:00 AM
Hi Laura you are amazing "Dead spiders weave and weave and weave… And unlike human hearts, their ideas never tire" You guide me to a new domain of dead weaving spiders.-love-rajat
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Date: 12/14/2014 1:18:00 AM
Hi Laura.. I enjoyed your incredible write and style.. Well done!
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Laura Breidenthal
Date: 12/14/2014 2:21:00 AM
Thanks Jester Jack:} You're so sweet! Lots of love, Laura
Date: 12/13/2014 8:19:00 AM
This is ABSOLUTELY BRILLIANT my dear sweet Laura! You have a unique style all your own! For one so young... !!!! Love and huggs, Jack XXX
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