Slight Web

Notice the web which we weave

Is fragile

Like a silken thread

Elastic and expansive

Colliding and collapsing

Composed in a matter of perfect timing

A hollow shelf of all my thoughts

Of nothingness

Which have escaped

Only to be trapped in the lazy material bed

Notice it

How perfectly dainty

And can weather any storm

The complexity of the mind connected,

But at odds when only a net to the heart

And the ego

-the other tangle of intangible truth-

Tools among a trellis of every damned certainty,

Tickles the fancy of curiosity

The web hangs just so…

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