Spider spinning, silken strings,
curled up on center-stage,
nestled within comforting pattern,
feeling sensations the web feels.
Person prodding, poking painfully,
ripping delicate balance to shreds,
sending them adrift away,
blowing lonesomely in the wind.
Falling fabric, fading fast,
silently sobbing in the breeze,
longing for dearest creator,
only to be replaced.
Aug 4, 2013
Aug 4, 2013 at 3:06 AM UTC
Spider spinning, silken strings,
curled up on center-stage,
nestled within comforting pattern,
feeling sensations the web feels.
Person prodding, poking painfully,
ripping delicate balance to shreds,
sending them adrift away,
blowing lonesomely in the wind.
Falling fabric, fading fast,
silently sobbing in the breeze,
longing for dearest creator,
only to be replaced.