When the clicking of the spigot
frightens spiders off their thread,
the seismic nerves in eight long legs
will become paralyzed instead.
The arachnid tracks the rise and fall
of Earth in ancient circles stalled.
Appalled by indecision
and enraged by crippling fear,
the wolf is now a widow
and the widower is queer.
With neurotoxins as protection,
they back up in shy defection
selecting peace over war
and housewives over whores.
"This journal is not a mere literary diversion. The further I progress, reducing to order what my past life suggests, and the more I persist in the rigor of composition--of the chapters, of the sentences, of the book itself--the more do I feel myself hardening in my will to utilize, for virtuous ends, my former hardships. I feel their power." --Jean Genet
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31 January 2011
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