Spider Webs in the Corner

The spider webs bothered meIn the corner sitting thereUnbotheredCollecting dust more than fliesUnswept corners, uncollected strands of silkPerhaps they were made for decoration?Tiny strands of silken knick knacks or bric a brac‘They weren’t meant to be picked up. That’s their space there.’BullshitThe corners are just dirty.A dirty living room, in a dirty apartmentWith a dirtyContinue reading “Spider Webs in the Corner”