Spider

There is a
spider
in my bed.

A black spider ..
.. with long white stripes.

It has been watching me.
Night after Night.

It wants something.
Something only I can give.

It is very timid // coy
// seductive.

I wonder what it sees
those eyes. that tongue

taste me if you like.
I won't know ..
.. if my eyes are closed.
I won't know ..
.. if you don't make a sound.

There is a time for games, and a time for tact.
The mind of the old, and the ooze of the youth.

Splatter me with kisses.


Spider
Daniel James 2008