Arachnid on a wireA Poem by ZeeDeeVilleThe black writhing much of fear Eliminates the weaving spider of hope Working endlessly to spin the web To spare head from heart From soul.
The spider on my ribcage left Pushes hammock to my right To keep the grueling muck of memory From pushing heart to languid Putrid soul.
The arachnids body, tense with strain The mind the culprit Obtaining my remaining fears od a time loss Burdened then with my time now Dripping fear into my heart like melting Ice
Heavy heart sinks deep from the liquid Down into the ravished tired soul Knit together by hopes and promises new Frayed by old loves lost interest
This eight legged creature Too timid to admie his venomous fangs Throws anemic web across bony ribcage Never once submerging the body to relenquish The lower levels, of the aching heart.
I'll move my own lungs inward, to press this beast out.
© 2008 ZeeDeeVille
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Added on February 14, 2008 AuthorZeeDeeVilleOrlando, FLAboutMy name is Anabelle I am Native American and Spanish I am an Artist in many forms I consider writing a beautiful art I have a poem out, it is published, I am really excited about that :) I don't reall.. more..Writing
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