SPIN

photo: morgan harlow

Spin
by Morgan Harlow

his wife said
. . close your
. . .eyes and open
. . . your mouth
. . .motioning
. .to a spider
. . .dangling off
. . . . . .the roof.
. . no wonder
. . . . I don’t
. . . . . trust you
. . .one of us
. . . . . said
. . . . . .and
. . . . . .she went
. . . . .inside the
. . . . . . . . house
. . . .leaving
. . . . . . . . us alone
. . . .the spider
. . .spinning
. .and pulling
. . .away
. . . . a kind of
. . . . . .creepy
. . . . . .mistletoe
. . . . making me glad
. . ..we was
. .just buddies a
guy and a gal going
. . . . . . . .out to raise
. . . . . .hell on a
. . . Saturday
. .night.

~ first published in San Pedro River Review