The Spiders are Revolting by Steven Allan Porter

A fly lands on my forearm.
A tiny jumping spider leaps atop a trash bin.
The fly rubs his legs together, cleaning
itself like an Egyptian cat on an ornate throne.
The spider wiggles its fangs, scurrying back and forth:
The spider leaps…

I wake up unable to move, surrounded by cobwebs.
Above me, hundreds of crows gather on electrical wires;
their tiny talons weighing down the thin-black line energizing
hundreds of houses, apartments, hotels, motels, and businesses.

Ants march beside my feet carrying
stale bread crumbs on their backs.
Crows caw, screech, and flail their wings
at pigeons trying to share their space.

Nature is revolting and tonight they’ll feast
like shackled prisoners before they’re shot.

Steven Allan Porter
Steven Allan Porter was born February 5, 1992 in Coral Springs, FL to a Jewish mother and a German father. His influences include: Charles Bukowski, William S. Burroughs, Bob Kaufman, Steven Jesse Bernstein, Hunter S. Thompson, Charles Simic, and Louis-Ferdinand Celine. He currently resides in Los Angeles, California and spends his time reading, writing, playing music, and helping his cat, Maisy, catch flies.
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