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When a spider is scared, Too scared to run, To bite, It draws together. Knees press inward, Meeting at a point, They cover their vulnerability In an impenetrable wall Of legs and cuticle. Tonight, when I close my eyes- When all I want is the silent, Empty screen of sleep- I see the octopedal child Curled, Frightened. I think; "this is me."
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Aug 26, 2015
Aug 26, 2015 at 4:08 AM UTC
Tarantula Fear
When a spider is scared, Too scared to run, To bite, It draws together. Knees press inward, Meeting at a point, They cover their vulnerability In an impenetrable wall Of legs and cuticle. Tonight, when I close my eyes- When all I want is the silent, Empty screen of sleep- I see the octopedal child Curled, Frightened. I think; "this is me."
I have eight pet spiders and I know them well. So well I'm beginning to use their behaviors as representations of my own feelings in my head.
#fear#anxiety#healing#personal#break-up#spiders#breakups
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Aug 26, 2015
Aug 26, 2015 at 4:08 AM UTC
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