Tuesday, November 06, 2018

autumn webs

a web does not let
you go anywhere at will
but from thread to thread

those caught in a web
who then struggle to escape
entangle themselves

each thread upon thread,
possible paths of escape,
the bonds of a trap

was there any thread
of the web you could touch that
permits an escape?

the droplets of dew
cold on autumn's morning threads
headstones of the lost

webs embrace treasures
for those willing to weave them
those willing to wait

for those who don't weave
webs can be either a trap
or a small nuisance

the web glistens
with gnomic condescension
and spluttering fury

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