Incubation/Metamorphosis
Nadja
Your fingers stretch webs across
My skin, entwine & enclose,
& wrap me within sticky
Strands of silk -- the cocoon
Of your flesh -- my incubation, metamorphosis
beneath your hands, within your hands, as you spin
your skein, shuttle my skin, shatter my spine
... & ... Intoxicated -- Toxic --
I burst out of the ends of your fingers
Like a thousand blind larvae...