Monday, April 15, 2013

spider webs

                                                                           not my photo


We’re eating spider webs
Taking deep breaths
And pulling them down with our teeth
Stringy
Sticky
We walk through the dew
We chase the spider away
In a cold and abandoned room
In our dreams
We pull down
What neglect has built
 
Mountains out of crushed stone
Climbing them like Everest
Our feet slide
Down with the avalanche
Of loose loves
 
We haven’t been running lately
Still walking everywhere
But no running
Our breaths are labored
Our lungs and muscles weak
A loneliness
Of feet on the road
 
We thought it was a choice
But all of a sudden
We realize how we've shaped our life
To like it
To need time
The spider web
In my teeth

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