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Writer's pictureDarkling Thrushes

I Love Spiders

I learned how murders can be committed, 

How kittens can be drowned in waters, 

Shallow or deep, how the Deputy seeks, 

Love, how whisperers in darkness blindly buzz. 

 

The Poet on the Edge has learned now, 

Something that shattered the icicles hanging, 

And brought a stop to the march of time, 

With a bite that swells the leg with poison. 

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