Spider (3-24-09) #1-3 by LaClaire Mitchell Nzerem
#1.
You entreat us with your cold merciless patience.
Cruel spider,
piously waiting,
carefully calculating.
Even me? ! In,
in my own laundry room! ?
Stare me down from lock- turning
key twists
I as I enter exhausted- fighting cars
on route 422 near the construction site
by Upper providence, PA.
Etching around on silent, secret feet.
And I
though a monster in compare, feel
chilled and afraid.
#2.
Afraid? ! in my own house! ? Nonsense! !
Shamed by your smug benevolent look and smirk
at even my existence, I.
Began to examine my
shortcomings and achievements, I confess and promise
to improve, priest of my long overdue repentences.
Oh dark shrouded mysterious enterloper.
Silent death angel
staring pointedly from a dusty silkened throne.
Multiocculared, visually lensed and dangling
from a fragile bungee cord of anticipation.
Contemplating who lives contemplating
mi-nute intervals
seconds or,
how much longer it will be.
How much time will be allowed
you, turning upside down the sandclock and spinning dice across
a trapezoid of
ornate geometricity.
#3
Extensions, how many times! ?
How many times have you warned them and they have
blindly walked in
feigning to be clueless in knowing.
Knowing you to be the weaver of trapline and netted nightmares.
Yet they would dare you foolishly taking chances,
at escaping snares
chancing traps and captive centrifuges? !
Gatekeeper of time and matter
judge, defendant and jury
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