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Numb And Upside Down
by Ken HarnischI find emotions to be
Tied up these days
More likely, if I’m being
Metaphorical, caught up in
The cords of some spider
Who bit me as I was
Passing by
Minding my own business.
Numb and hanging upside
Down, like some lunatic
Houdini, I wilt in my silk
Ensnarement and wonder if I am
To be carrion or left alone.
Spiders spin webs in so many places
I wonder if they forget sometimes
Where the genesis of all they wove
Was woven first.
Faced with the prospect of dying
From neglect, or being consumed
By a savaging arachnid
I think I prefer the latter.
At least my death throes
Will involve some adrenalin
Flow
You know: some excitement,
As it were.
02/19/2008 Posted on 02/19/2008
Copyright © 2024 Ken Harnisch
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Anne Engelen on 02/19/08 at 02:56 PM I totally hate spiders. Such a depressing feeling I'm left with after reading this. Great read though, so easy to recognize the sentiment. |
| Posted by Kate Demeree on 02/26/08 at 11:34 AM There were alot of times I felt as if I could die from neglect... no deliberate intent was there, just a lack of. This brings that to mind, and the thought that if there is any such thing as accident or coincidence, *grin*... and if anyone ever truly does mind their own buisness. This one even though it seems to have a dark side brought a wry smile. |
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