The spider
The spider, dark and evil looking, scurries across the floor, pauses briefly to view me, then continues his journey onwards. I shiver, repulsed by his menacing form . I don’t like spiders . He has frightened me, disturbed my moment of peaceful repose. But, what has he really done to me? Nothing. He has simply moved across my path, he cannot be held to account for my response to his form,. The fear I feel now I have created within my own mind .The spider is blameless, just as you are innocent to the crime of my passion for you . I have conjured this emotion in my mind, this manifestation of an ideal love, one we both shared . You cannot make me feel pain or pleasure, these feelings are mine and mine alone . You have no control over what I feel any more than I can alter your indifference to me . You are blameless in my agony, you simply crossed my path ....
(2014)
