There he is again. <br /> <br /> He stalks me from his castle. <br /> Little peering eyes. <br /> Black mirrors to an underworld. <br /> My eyes as big as oceans <br /> To him. <br /> <br />There he is again. <br /> <br /> Bespindled legs to wrap around. <br /> To choke me dead. <br /> He reaches out and scuttled <br /> To a palace in a crevasse <br /> Crack in my wall. <br /> <br />There he is again. <br /> <br /> And again. <br /> And again. <br /> <br /> As I sleep he’ll absail down, <br /> Tickle my face and flirt with my lashes, <br /> Exploring the mountains and <br /> Valleys of my visage. <br /> Perhaps he’ll enter my aural tunnels <br /> And secure a family there. <br /> <br />There he is again. <br /> <br /> I take a cursed brush to him <br /> His home in smithereens <br /> And he is gone. <br /> He will avenge me one night. <br /> He will plant his seeds <br /> To soon plough channels through my mind.<br /><br />Sonja Broderick<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/spider/
