SPIDER

Out right now

Out is where he’s always been

They look at him in disgust

and there starts the defiance

An old man nearby

working and non-stop hammering

He wishes at times that he’d be him

A lack of will and passion swept

He’d catch it instantly and didn’t let go

now, later and never.

Her eyes were green and quite honest she’d been

waves of golden hair swayed like a rebel

Soon he’s be enchanted by that pale face

and that’ll be the end of that.

The grass was still greener

The birds still chirped in the morning

The people shat and washed their ass

The girl shaved to look sexy in shorts

The trucks made that dying noise again

The economy sucked and so did humanity

And he still lay in bed.

Guilt and embarrassment took over the fight

while he masturbated painfully at night

and wake up next morning with a strange fever

Fits of weeping soaked the damn carpet

Hell! The damn ground wasn’t sacred to start with

He’d think of her but it’s all right

went back to writing that awful story.

He breathed destruction in the room

Hope and faith had drifted away

Now, the sun rose again

brighter than usual

Why the hell, damn!

Slouched and wet, put on clothes

dragging onto another melancholic night.

Busy he’d stay

that idiot kid

Silly at times

looking up the sky

always darker but maybe the stars winked

He seeked brightness

any form, he’d accept.

A canvas is what he needed

make that two

long and thin

He painted it all brown at first

adding strong red strokes

They called it abstract, a coward

He called it ‘mine’

In the winter, the canvas shined

like ruby

It was wonderful and awful the same time

They told him to wash it away

never get a canvas, you damn fool!

But the defiant said, “Fuck you all!”

And again the people shat and pissed

The men and women hungered for sex

The drugs were good money

but so was everything else

The doctors sucked the life

Gods, they were called

The weather grew warm

burning the heads of those bald men.

That idiot stood over the edge

He loved the view, lights and all

it consumed him, at ease

Breathed in and out

Ready for it

This would be the end of that

so it shall be it

Vision turns blurry

Yes, he did. He jumped.

Passed by the 66^th

He saw a flash of green eyes

It never had to be that way

maybe she’d miss him, maybe not

Love you forever, dead or not. Baby.

The long night passes

and the city was alive

Roaring people and screeching vehicle

same as every day

Except for the hospital across 8^th avenue

A driver missed the signal

Huge accident

with blaring horns and raging men

He woke up still and again

A world with hell

Everyone doomed

The spiders crossed their paths merrily.