Silk Worms

Inspired, always, by Sir David Attenborough Life in the Undergrowth https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zHM02ptBGB0

And if I was a worm, my love

I'd spin

I'd spin you silk

My love,

My love

I'd watch you in the water below

I'd lure you to strands of silk, glistening

Sticky

Anchors

My love I have weaved and meandered all night across

These walls

Back and forth

Spinning, spinning my love

The ground is a ceiling

Below or above

It does not matter in this cave

In this wet womb

I wait in silk, wait weaving for you

Until you stick

Slick bodies

Damp air, damp skin

Suspended from ceilings

My love, I'll keep spinning and

Spinning and

Waiting for you

Author's Note

Does this poem have movement? Does it spin you in? Is it warm? What do you like? What don't you like?

Reviews

[Chris]

I feel no horror - nor fear. Just presence. Like? - the sense of caring. Dislike? - the lonliness.

[MandaBear]

Great Poem!! I love Sir David Attenborough too!! I love all his documentaries. This is a great poem inspired by worms. You really could feel the love and the willingness of it. Great job