"spiderlegs" poems
i feel you crawling up my spine
into my ear
round my bumped skin
whispering
tightly to my brain
you touch all of my vertebrae
Oct 27, 2012
Oct 27, 2012 at 3:05 PM UTC
When i stare into the mirror
I see how dull i look,
My eyes are empty days and i am
Counting perfect teeth when i smile.
I paint my face with blood and
Twist my lashes into spiderlegs
I flirt with a gun and if you ask
Really nicely, i would ********** it
My body is an hourglass with
Fat fat fat fat fat
Grab me in your hand and
Crush me into a thousand pieces.
I am begging you to tie my shoes
But all i feel are nasty fingers
At places where they dont belong
I feel my heart clench every minute.
I cut my fingers open and paint
On the canvas that is called earth
I am supposed to follow my dreams,
But i only have nightmares
Mar 3, 2017
Mar 3, 2017 at 6:01 AM UTC
your hair like spiderlegs
spun too tight together
and they break off.
im watching you die
in the whispers
of a cold heart
fat with many
dreams
unful-
fill-
ed
!
i wanted to stroke your grey hair
and taste the age of your lips
nothing in my mouth
but the dryness
slàinte mhath
and all that
changes
us
Oct 11, 2015
Oct 11, 2015 at 6:36 AM UTC
I hate to drive away from the sun
Leaves me with sorrow in my blood
Open doors leave me tightly spun
Six legs across the window pane
Legs so pale they make my mother look bright
Even she glows in the night like a puddle under lamplight
Apr 10, 2021
Apr 10, 2021 at 7:03 PM UTC