From Red to Black
written by: Dan Leicht
@Deeliopunk
There are spiders everywhere
In my lungs
spinning webs
casting away each breath
I can no longer breathe
There is a man talking on his phone below my balcony
telling his daughter it will be all right
A spider crawls over my leg
up to my throat
the music in my ears is loud
and I can no longer hear myself breathing
no longer feel it
I’ve stopped breathing
The music is vulgar
but the man is shouting
“IT WILL BE ALL RIGHT”
I don’t believe him
his tone would be softer
The spiders have made a home beside my heart
with every beat they constrain it more
until the red is webbed in white
and everything turns black
Dan Leicht
Dan Leicht, a writer from Rochester NY, often writes poetry as well as fiction, which can be found on his author site. His poetry has previously been published with Canto Magazine and Work Literary Magazine.
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