#5: The Spider
Maybe they were dreams you forgot Slipped from memory Fell between the dowels Of your bedstead Landed like little black eggs In the corner where you Admired the tidy pile Then the steady hatch Multiples …
Maybe they were dreams you forgot Slipped from memory Fell between the dowels Of your bedstead Landed like little black eggs In the corner where you Admired the tidy pile Then the steady hatch Multiples …