a brown
recluse must

have been sleeping
in my overalls, which

hang each evening,
dusty, in the wood shop.

got me on the knee.
been down now for a week,

laid up with my leg up,
lymph node in my groin

swollen like an onion.
what i could have sworn,

at first, was just an
ingrown hair,  a pimple

to be squeezed, now
has necrotized

into an open