"Tattoo"

The light is like a spider. 

It crawls over the water.

It crawls over the edges of the snow.

It crawls under your eyelids

And spreads its webs there--

Its two webs.

The webs of your eyes

Are fastened 

To the flesh and bones of you

As to rafters or grass.

There are filaments of your eyes 

On the surface of the water 

And in the edges of the snow.