A Guest In the Dream
Dried gray moths disperse
across the caramel cream carpet—
they collect in the corner with the cobweb curtains;
Arachne's assertion of her legacy in lace.
Tingles spread along the skin
as Lepidoptera legs align along the index spine. Iridescent orange extensions, coal-colored spectacles
crush between his fingertips as he plucks her from the wings (snapped together)
freezing its life into forever.