caterpillars and spiders

by Zela Odessa Palmer ︎︎︎



i am not a pessimist or an optimist

nor a realist

perhaps a surrealist

a likelihood of me being a dreamer

scrap that

definitely a dreamer

a floater too

drifting from thoughts to dreams

slipping in and out of reality, rationality

give me an impossible proposition

i will ponder on it

longer than necessary

floating just above humanity

just my luck

tethered to earth by an invisible string

so thin it barely adheres to earthly laws

call me an illusionist

i have been tricking everyone

making them believe there are any connections

between me and the grounds i walk on

let them believe

as caterpillars and spiders alike

i create and weave my threads

trapping all that comes along

spinning

spinning

spinning

again and again

lacking wings or a cocoon

stuck in the air

while paradise takes shape below me
Mark