fly in the web
I back away
from him
fly in the web
I back away
from him
so many wishes
deep in the well
silver shimmers
lingering chill
I wrap your scent
around my neck
silence now
yet still
the clock ticks
patchwork quilt
all my memories
of grandma
comfort blanket
the fading scent
of childhood
shifting clouds
all my suspicions
confirmed
all her years
forgotten
endless fog
another long night
knowing
what I’d rather not
another year
the old porch swing
squeaks again