You were the spider in my left lung,
but I sneezed and you stayed.
A dance of unplanned symbiosis:
the webbed breath, the air cocoon.
~
I bring to the butcher, an assembly
of my best pieces, ask for the
head to be removed from the body,
the body removed from the end.
But leave the spider in my lung
(to keep me company).
~
I invite everyone I’ve met at the corner store
and deliver unto them a feast of my finest self,
hoping no one questions the strangeness of
the main course, an assembly of seasonals:
a perhaps poisonous mushroom, a past-date
pollock, a pause to point out the sustainability
of eating insects (agreed upon by the spider).
~
But I end up eating dinner alone.
(Almost alone).
~
I don’t blame anyone for leaving the table.
Just like the spider cannot be blamed
for creating a meal out of the one
who has swallowed him.
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