on a candle
on the porch
on the farm
next to the african gorge
in the shadows
in the shades
in the gulleys
in the human delays
so inconspicious
so unassuming
so dreadful
so final
an upper limb
an afters life now dim
an altered body
an especially brutal study
the spider limb
the spider so feared
the spider no longer in my soul
the spider limb another stick towards a new whole
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