Web

She never learned the 60% rule,
hungry swarms disappearing.

Small insects under her skin,
no place for strangers.

Cracking pistachios late October,
a bumble of dogs bark at the fish truck.

She was arrested for public indecency,
a memory, bare arsed in a sacred place.

Time was up. At the border
she never heard church bells.

The day stripped naked, intersecting
her space with signs.

The sun more pink now. She swatted
it flat and bloody with her hand.

 

 

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5 thoughts on “Web

  1. It is interesting how things unfold
    in our lives strange things happen
    we don’t want to feel alone or dry
    in our souls we want to be dampen
    we also want light in the soul & life
    as we go here and there tramping
    won’t matter where we go from here
    if love & light is what we’re planting.

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