Saturday, March 21, 2009

They're back--the gray spiders that eat my periphery. They are hater-spiders, they spin hate. I've seen one skate the lower right corner of my eyeball to weave the word "careless." They want me to think I'm careless. They want me to feel as if I am moving through webs. I am. They are thick in my mouth and dry. They suck from me better than infants. They are naturals.

My heart is too big with me. But they will have that too, I bet.

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