Aura farm for love

The first person you lie to is yourself 

Then you go to Sephora and

lie some more

My tight clothes keep my insides

from falling out 

The Goddess enacts cruelty on the weak

Her husband tortures their flesh 

The rapist dolphin escapes

Cavewoman love caveman

Caveman love warm hole

I love sociopaths because 

kindness is repulsive

Stalk me on Instagram  

Meditate while you wear my skin... 

You will never have a boyfriend!

All the sigils say you’re easy 

I have meth in my chakras

I have something special and 

I must hide it

Suffer Well Tomato 

I.

Grandma spider loves her egghead son

like spider Jesus 

who can run for hours a day 

and never get faster

whose time in the womb

made him gay 

II.

Poor little worm named sparrow

transitions to being a spider

to steal what mama and papa 

spider built 

She doesn’t lie to spiders,

she lies to herself

Sad little worm 

She’s tragically late 

for zoom therapy 

One allotted trip 

to Breakneck Ridge

Two trips to the beach

A year and a half 

of missing locations

III.

Papa spider and the worm 

do blood magic by accident

Find demons on the web

and leave their presents out

to enrage mama spider 

Tiny figurines and herbal cigarettes

Pillow talk almanac

Tabloid fodder 

Tides ebb with fear and anger

and stir the spiders 

into a vibrating mess

IV.

Papa spider packs 

the family’s things in the truck 

and stuffs the gas tank 

with gas soaked rags 

V.

In heaven

nobody asks why 

they make pasta together 

with home grown tomatoes  

Rotate baby spider

out of harm's way 

VI.

Mama spider descends 

further and further 

into spider children’s television 

Into the second innermost

circle of hell

Four corners has her scarf 

Or it wouldn’t be her scarf 

Red blue yellow green 

If you see a crocodile 

don’t forget to scream 

Rebecca Warlick is a painter from California. She lives in New York.