silk (20170305)

i let the spiders under my skin
with the understanding
that there would be spinning
in my blood


i did not anticipate
the delicate tattooing
of your face and your name
on the inside of my skin
invisible in daylight
but available under near darkness

marrow for pigment and sharpened
spinnerets for needles
the gentle humming put me to sleep
many nights and i dreamed
of ink and web and shattering glass

with the lights out but for
a single candle
you can read my skin
and find yourself
stitched in glittering filament

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