febrile fibers of the widow's web
knit by the abandoned hand
left in the care of faceless strangers
delirious to attach
to anyone
to anything
fixed in the fevered familiar
flashbacks of long ago
she
fabricates
a
celibate
connection
Feeling into the poem. Love your word use.
ReplyDelete"fabricates a celibate connection" is brilliant. Enjoyed.
ReplyDeleteI am enjoying your poetry Anke! Thanks for sharing it, very evocative.
ReplyDeleteLoved the title to this piece...it made a nice book end to the last line.
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