Prompt #8 Saint Spider levitates

A spider winces in pain none

Its eight legs

Splayed and bent as parachute

raises it above

all things grounded.


It hurries hither thither hence

but finds its corner

and rests in contemplation

webbed in dreams


Its head is heavy with

thoughts concrete and clean

It needs that

solid grounding at right angles

to make home and stay put.



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