Widow's Crown

A spider is magic. A spider is rarely uncommon. A spider is dangerously powerFull. A spider is more. A spider is God.

We used to be afraid of spiders.

We used to be scared by spiders.

We used to be intimidated by spiders.

We used to be disrespectFull of spiders.

We used to be a killer of spiders.

We used to be a hater of spiders.

We used to be angered by spiders.

We used to be more of spiders.

We used to be a spider.

Do you ever ask the question was ‘i’ ever a spider?

We often ask this question of ourself then we forget we ever asked a Question…

Do you every forget?

We forget all the time.

We forget in the time.

We forget out of time.

We forget all of time.

We forget in time.

We forget time.

We forget.

We.

We forgot We are in a barn.

We forgot We are of a barn.

We forgot We are a barn.

We forgot We are a…

We forgot We are…

We forgot we…

We forgot…

We…

We met a spider in a barn. We met a spider of the barn. We met a spider. We saw a spider. We saw a spider and found the spider is me. We forgot we are a spider too…

We forgot we are of spider…

We forgot we are spider…

We forgot we are…

We forgot we…

We forgot…

We…

We gave our spider a name. Our spider’s name is of Widow. Widow is our spider name. Widow has a crown on Widow’s Peak.

Our Widow is sovereign and free. Our Widow is a Queen. Our Widow is patient and silently waiting to strike her venomous blow.

We forgot We are of Widow.

We forgot We are Widow.

We forgot We are.

We forgot We.

We forgot.

We.

Widow found our power easier than me. We often struggled to find our power in other points of time. In other moments of time, We forgot our power. Our Widow never had to find our power. Our Widow always knew how to be…

Our Widow always knew how to…

Our Widow always knew how…

Our Widow always knew…

Our Widow always…

Our Widow…

Our…

We remember our barn. Our barn is old. Our barn is run down. Our barn is missing pieces. Our barns red paint is chipping. We stare at the red paints chipping. We imagine scratching our claws and our spider legs on the paint to chip away more.

We imagine chipping away the red paint…

We imagine chipping away the red…

We imagine chipping away the…

We imagine chipping away…

We imagine chipping…

We imagine…

We…

Our barn is magnificent in many ways. We don’t want to only focus on the paint chipping away. We are more than our age and our scars. We know this.

We know who we truly are…

We know who we truly…

We know who we…

We know who…

We know…

We now…

We…

We have this radiant chime. Our chime glistens in the sun. Our chime is terrific with all the colors of green. We are humbled by our chimes sounds. Our childhood is full of beauty, of love, of joy…

Our childhood also has pain, trauma, and fear…

Our childhood also has pain, trauma, and…

Our childhood also has pain, and…

Our childhood also has and…

Our childhood also and…

Our childhood and…

Our and…

And…

We distracted ourself long enough from our truth. We lied there meditating and found our peace while our innocence was being taken. We left our body as he was lying on top of my body. We could see him penetrate beyond our physical being. He took what he wanted and our light he saw in me…

He took what he wanted and our light…

He took what he wanted…

He took our light…

He took…

He…

We remember our Widow. We remember our Widow sits and waits for the moment to show her power…Our power…

We waited for when the time was right…

We know what happens when we lay in the hay.

This time, We thought ahead. This time, we know how we have to get away. We are seven in this point of time. Our lucky number seven. So our tool is also a seven. A shard of a bottle. Broken at the neck. Seven sharp angles to do what we have to do.

We know our only way out is me or him…

We know our only way out is me…

We know our way is me…

We know me…

We now me…

We me?

Me?

He transitioned.