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Sticky
that first call alerts him,
eight legs run to the cot,
threads stream behind,
silken, the best he's got
each year they tighten,
vibrations excite more,
never stops watching,
repairs those that tore
escaping is impossible,
your destiny unfurling,
a decade like a second,
years like nets whirling
this one will never age
anymore than his web,
th...
Saturday 17th April 2021 10:37 am
Black Cupboard
it makes me sweat even now
such sheer terror left its mark
there's nothing worse than a
child imprisoned in the dark
she'd blame me for being bad
I'd struggle but to little avail,
hoisted in the black cupboard
dusty, warm, beyond the pale
bent in two and scared of mice
heard her laughter downstairs
something tickling my shoulder
the silk touch of spider's...
Tuesday 16th March 2021 10:25 am
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