The Lull Spider

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Lights dull, dim and gone,

Screams, then surrounds declarations chill,

A Morrison from dusk to dawn,

Beyond that naked green grill,

Shunned outside, Oxygen waits futile still,

Consciousness is stretched in a tug-of-war inside,

Jaws of visions bloom into a bungalow for those souls to reside,

Curtains down on those spirits, rolls off those glittery veils,

Realizations of compromise scurry naked,

Passion leakages beam whiter,

That rented oven bakes on a few minds,

The mocker’s crawl is about to cease,

For that gloating arthropod, awaits a hypnotic surprise,

Now eight legs useless, it has to unwind,

In that haze, pasted to the wall,dazed,

Into the void, caught paranoid, lull’s the spider…

Debaroon’2013

 

 

 

Image from :http://www.spiritofspider.com

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