Pissing off St. Valentine

two men pissing in my yard today
open my window, shouted,
"Y'all trespassin'!"

didn' know no one was livin' here
we jus' come from church, dey say
as if any shit dey do is holy

I is a spider, I have a big web
I have to run, without en'
from one en' to der nex

when someone or something or other
pull upon it, trow something into it
rub up against it or bump into it

not enough to remain stationed
in the middle, at the center

though I am the beating heart of the web
they think the spider who built it
who owns it, whose home it is
was dead, is buried

spider who is alive and well
is in love, it's Sunday
it's Valentine's Day


© Obediah Michael Smith, 2010
2:50 p.m. 14.02.10