What is
it. What is it with you and spiders?
Why thisobsession?
What is it
about the ocean, the fish
like needles
in the blanket of the ocean?
Why this
evasion?
What is it
about the mountain, the villages
of snowdrops
in bloom
on the mountain?
Beauty. Rendering.
Love
in allits odd-bodied forms.
Go on...
I love the
spiders because
who else
will, and who
has ever
loved me
like I want to be loved.