spider (1/2)
some poetry for your troubles
animated in clip studio
[theres a black widow outside my house
here on the front porch
at the lower corner of the creaking gate
i thought she was beautiful
so i tried to get close
but all i did was blind her
with my wide glass lenses
and a camera flash
so bold she lays still
unmoving even after ive left
waiting for something to mark her
was she ever alive after all?
even so she will remain
until someone else steps foot
but not me
i have pitied her and let her be]
















