staring at the desiccated and broken daddy long legs dangling in a basement cobweb
thinking in the shower and remembering
essential architecture
what is the structure of my heart? many gossamer chambers one for each part of my life all there in my heart and brain t w i s t i n g in my dream memories
which have access to every nook and cranny of all that I am all that I have been . . .
December 20 Thomaston Maine . . © 2017 William C. Eberle