Coagulated Spider Cuff

(Not)
MISSING

The way it moved across the ceiling
you would think it was more of a spider
than an irrevocable feeling
that was creeping its hairy eight - legged figment
through my entire being of constellations

You and me
such good friends we were
used to be together
always

Could've been the one to save me
But then again
It was all a stumbling maybe

... come into my parlour said the spider to the fly...

And come I did.