a seizing, writhing, bleeding m-ss of energy.
bouncing and tripping along,
leaking phosphorous and oily reek
fear is cold and real
when the bizarre reveals a face
an identifiable curse.
and the urge to kill consumes…
not much it takes…
to become the force, the feel
the king and his court…
for the legs of a spider once quick
now apart from the soul…
still they move with a purpose; a will
nevertheless they dry and blow away with the wind
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