at least scratches from lime picking
bear honourable scars – an unseen
stickiness of spiders’ webs attest
unease, spread discordancy;
damn things cling with perversity
that defies even my form of chary
manliness, bearing residues of ugly
death and dormant pestilence
mosquitoes shriek a dirge to fragile
mortality in blood-crazed mist around
my head – sure in death’s obduracy
as phobic fear of spiders’ webs
© 13 February 2010, I. D. Carswell
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