Willie Smith

ARACHNE

Arachne 
shuffles off,
her eyes on
the horizon, 
to hang herself; 
to find a 
neglected 
corner 
to dream 
in the dark 
of the mind 
a weave 
to catch herself 
to herself 
to feed – 
self-murder 
ever 
self-involved. 
This time
so wholly 
as to change 
her shape 
to show death 
to be no more 
than a weave 
toward an ever 
receding 
offing.

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