A determined spider
Has been at work…
Since when.
Spinning that web.
Anchoring it to
Infallible intent.
Infallible it is.
So steadfast, so much, that even if
Disloyal, it would still be. Infallible.
Right? Maybe.
For, who’s to examine fallacy?
Being dispensable themselves?
Therein lies the conundrum.
Webs woven, prey sought.
But, at some point, intent – it crumbles.
That’s the only loophole.
Target intent; attack indefatigability.
Then. Then you break free.
27 April, 2017
Day#27 of #NaPoWriMo 2017, National Poetry Writing Month, 2017
April 28, 2017 at 10:40 pm
She spins a web of poetry
Sometimes of obscurity
This conundrum
Is one such sum
But the bottom line is liberty1
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May 2, 2017 at 8:43 am
🙂 Thank you Gul!
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