Spiders talk

Breathe, I never forgot to, I was just attracted by the stillness. Now that I can the colors come back. The dilemma was not what I planned. I just stumbled onto it. Thinking I was above the morality and disinterested in the mortality of it. I walked into the gas less chamber, not because I forgot to, but rather because I enjoy the stillness. Warm in this cocoon life of mine I seek to be wrapped in silk. All the while a spider catches my eye. It screeches at me: 'hey the best part of digging a hole is getting out of it."