shades of me

michael raven poems January 9, 2023January 9, 2023 1 Minute

crabbed hands scrabble
scratching skritching
across the table, things
going bump at night
in this house

pent up spiders
arthritic stiff things
seeking to pull over
skullcap and ink
--ritual objects

now it's time to sleep
forgetting history
and crawling back
from dusty memories

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Published January 9, 2023January 9, 2023

2 thoughts on “shades of me”

Bridgette says:

January 17, 2023 at 10:23 am

I really love the tone here. “pent up spiders
arthritic stiff things”—very creepy.

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1. michael raven says:
  
  January 17, 2023 at 3:10 pm
  
  And those are just my hands!
  
  But seriously, thank you. 😁
  
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