Let me build a good life
I don’t want to spend more time confined in my mind
the spiders spin webs on my spine
glittering patterns of silk, draped over bones
unselfish creatures in an unlikely home
I am scared of spiders
I don’t know why they choose me
why they live on my spine
with no attempt to be free
And when the panic starts
they sense the disaster
silk spiralling through bone
spinning thicker and faster
but there is comfort in knowing
I am never alone
they’ve shown more loyalty
than most people I’ve known
Perhaps I should honour their decoration
unwavering dedication
embrace the scurrying sensation
their determination for creation
put down all my frustration
and find some liberation.
14:01pm – 14/09/23.