SpidersA Poem by Lacuna BadtzWaiting and watching the cobwebs form.Eyelashes, like spider legs. I feel them creeping across my eyelids as my head starts to droop, without a speck of grace. A shot of awareness smacks me across the face. I cannot fall asleep just yet. The glass of wine safety pinned to my hand would fall to the floor and stain. The spilt red mess, like blood, would make this room resemble a murder scene; not like it didn't already reek of something grim. I place my glass upon a web covered table. Uncross my fishnet kissed legs and stumble to the stairs. I look upon the messy hair that covers your drooling face. I will leave you passed out upon your basement floor. I will let you waste amongst the dancing spiders who decorate the boxes upon boxes that hoard your living space. You said you were leaving. You said you were coming. I am heading off to bed to sleep alone. © 2014 Lacuna BadtzAuthor's Note
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10 Reviews Added on February 25, 2014 Last Updated on February 25, 2014 Tags: spider wine breakup fedup AuthorLacuna BadtzMalta, ILAboutHello My name is Lacuna. I have lived my life in the Burbs of Chicago but have recently relocated to the country. It's taking some getting used to but at least I have more time for my hobbies (Poetry,.. more..Writing
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