"Sageo" by Kiik Araki-Kawaguchi

I am worried the spider in the cornerhas been stealing my bloodI don't renew so muchI can't be lending it out like it was hotcakesI own plenty of cowsI fed the spider some milkand it turned white as a fumeNow it is invisible among hospital wallsIt floats like a nylon stockingand hauls away the filaments off my headI think it is constructing a nestMy dreams bob against the ceilingUntil they are netted andhosed down by all that venomI dropped a match into the spider's lairhoping to poison the masterNow the spider breathes fireI do not want to die like a virginI do not want to be traded for someone else's peaceI have my own peace to considerI have a donkey of my own to keep intactBring your donkey down to the fireBring your own eggs to scrambleMine are busy being birds