love & kisses, spider, by Tricia Marcella Cimera

Spider, by Odilon Redon (France) 1887

love & kisses, spider
 
Hello, my dear.
If you look on your thigh,
way up high,
you can see the mark
where I left my love
while you were asleep.
After that,
I crept to your mouth
& gave you a kiss  - 
you were dead to the world!
Let’s be honest.
I’m not the worst thing
to crawl close to you.
Who you let near
is far more awful
than a little black thing
like       me.
I’ve been watching,
don’t try to pretend.
When you feel low,
so very alone,
you want to feel pretty,
you want to feel wanted,
so out you go,
but who you bring back
makes me plain shudder.
Listen to me, my girl!
Don’t get trapped
in that web,
don’t spin the truth
into one tasty fly
after another
of a lie
that you swallow,
again    &
again.

Tricia Marcella Cimera

Tricia Marcella Cimera is a Midwestern poet with a worldview. Published works have appeared in places ranging from the Buddhist Poetry Review to The Ekphrastic Review.  Her micro-chapbook called GO SLOW, LEONARD COHEN was released through the Origami Poems Project, among others. She maintains a cedar poetry box named The Fox Poetry Box in her front yard.