Spider

Rocking to the center where

Life met life

And the middle became the edge

Flying the smooth ride

Rising closer to the crest

Falling without gravity

Your eyes are cooing

A slow hum

A low tune

Inaudible chants

Inexplicable rants

try.try.try.try.try.try.try.try.try.

I have proposed war. I have won already.

Your flag is flying above your head with eyes that won’t look up.

Choked by words you never owned or earned.

Your voice leaves sick trails of lingering ash.

And I am deaf to that sound and lost on that path.

Sad attempts at reality is all you know. Hiding behind the ugly made beautiful by verse and venom sweetened by valor.

Reaching through and twisting a grip on a small shivering soul.

Screaming so silently…