SPIDER WEB
I am the cleaner.
I undo your knit and purl,dismantle
your filigree patterns stretched
taut across my window frames and ceiling
Almost invisible to the eye, even to mine
schooled to the purpose.
Having wiped you out yesterday
Today I return to your midnight carnage
Your tell tale white droppings
What remains of your victims
Disembowelled outer shells
Prostrate beneath your shimmering spiral.
Intricate,delicate, pulsating, beautiful, deadly.
Copyright with Cathy Leonard 2016
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