Idle title

This is why you will love her.
For the way she hides from the bin men but
escorts spiders out to safety, eight legs merciless.
Because sometimes she drinks too much
to make sense of the way she feels
and tangles her synapses into one great
big mess, enough to throw her crown at the wall.
Enough to to pick up the phone and call
and shout at you, about nothing at all.
Kneeling, eyes hooked upwards on a thread
of submission. Kinesthetic friction.

So many words to choose, to use
in regards to your diction..
the trouble is, which one.
Perfect, authoritative, just
a tiny bit of love, hitched along with it.

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