Poetry Drafts / 23 February 2017

Glossy Lips

Spiders,
The silken soft threads that wraps me
The wholly unshaven, wavering thought
Abandonment
The yarn that binds me
I waver
I no longer…
Long…
For the spy I once was
The gladiator; cold
A biped
Kissed on the cheek
The abating shivers of old,
dancing

About The Author

Hayden Veil

In an earlier incarnation, Hayden Veil enjoyed a successful career in software engineering, writing late-night poetry in pursuit of sanity. On 2 February 2020, the world of Hayden Veil changed: Ghosts became real and with its soul laid bare there was no turning back from the perpetual path of poetry.