Saturday, November 25, 2006

SPIDERweb

there’s a spider running
around my feet
in the kitchen
while i write

it reminds me
of one of the first
notes you ever left me
after we first met

i hope that none of them
were affectionately
called by the name
of charlotte


2 comments:

Anonymous said...

your poem is shrinking; don't let ir disappear... e

Thom said...

This was actually it's original form and I expanded it... then I came back to it and I kind of liked it better the first way.

Now you've got me thinking again.