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.