Spider’s Web

Apr 24, 2019 | Poetry

Tossed syllables crashed together
meanings scrambled and cheesed
clunky nothings drenched for good measure

Meaning needs a metamorphosis
Is a puzzle crafted out of yarn
or carved from rock

A single simple truth lies at every puzzles hollow core
Hollow, no one pays for hollow
The truth is hollow
The trick gives life

Spiders were always employed
Insects like liquefying
All slurped down into gut
Where the meaning lies

Spiders scrape for work
Pinching and patching
webs of wonder
Unemployed spiders rot

Bugged and solid
We cry
Tears of iron apathy because
gumption clogs spirit

Written By Zander

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