she controls
the spiders
by mutual
understanding

the same

as how
she controls
the beating
of my heart

by putting herself
into
my skin
finding the right
rhythm

and dancing
with my skeleton
in
perfect time

she sleeps
with spiders
in the corners
spinning silk
in which to
entangle
the flies

her love
the softest coccoon
in which
i
gladly
ensnare myself