Tarantella
- Sam Olson
- Jun 14, 2020
- 1 min read
the province of the Ionian
crawls with life, like:
the slow and deliberate tarantula
who moves through stately couples
graceful and elegant, though short
tambourines tickled with tiny toes
teeth sinking in deep – oh no
movement according to the accordion
speeding towards hysteria
dance away the delirium
140 heart beats split in sixes and eights
the spider scuttles away
just before the swordfight ends
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