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Self Portrait As Part of a Grateful Universe

When I sleep, the atmospheric weight pushes on my jaw, creaking like overambition– I am pried open Moonlight focused into silver cords light the runway of my tongue Spiders march through pearly gates, little legs stepping over cracked molars They nestle in the branches of my marrow and tie taut webs around my heart Silken string in twenty-four hands push-pull right-left back-forth My heart pumps grateful blood and my jaw snaps shut with the dawn

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Di11y Da11y

Date: 3/10/2023 9:12:00 AM

I used a calculator to get to 3 spiders, so hadn't worked that out, love the extra layer of detail though! :)

Di11y Da11y

Date: 3/9/2023 10:47:00 PM

This is fab! I love the link of the hands of spiders and hands of time/hours (I even revisited the 8 times table to see how many marching spiders that makes!). Fantastic imagery - very Dali vibe :D

C.W. Bryan
Date: 3/10/2023 8:49:00 AM

Thank you so much! Might not be obvious but the idea was 4 spiders, 6 hands each standing on 2 legs : ) I really appreciate the imagery compliment, one of my favorite tools!

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 3/9/2023 5:52:00 PM

You are super good with imagery!

C.W. Bryan
Date: 3/9/2023 6:23:00 PM

Thank you Kim! I love imagery and sensory poems so that means a lot : )