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Friday, November 7, 2008



Planning

"So here I stand before you preaching organic architecture: declaring organic architecture to be the modern ideal..."
- Frank Lloyd Wright, An Organic Architecture, 1939
If being a spider is a matter of planning -
I will make a plan.
Nephila, golden orb spinner, prophesizes money,
which has little to do
with real luck, much with blueprinting, black and white,
the art of hiding in pockets.

It’s the pedicel waist, mocking Muffet’s eating habits,
that ticks most ladies off.
This ballooning around sewing walls together needn’t be so difficult;
tight-roping on eight legs might be.
But I can master spinning my own story. Preparing,
strand by strand,
for a perfect night of sleep in one’s own slick silk
might just be the ideal plan.

And that caustic fear of being trapped, entangled
in routine,
children on the back, the sacrificial course
loving takes
with dreams, with nests, the lust for
status, jerked meat;
all mythology, though tastier than a crusty wing.
My string’s sounder.

How unexpected it must be for you stepping into my plan,
my vampire’s kiss,
the web across the door.

- m.r. kidd

Spider Web - Joan Osborne
Spiders - Say Hi
Bug In A Web - CallmeKat