|These Webs I or we Weave
Author: Time To Change PM
just ideas based on the title.Rated: Fiction T - English - Poetry - Words: 61 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 05-19-08 - id: 2519786
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These Webs I Weave
I'm grinding away the grit captured there,
lying deceivingly dormant between ivory walls,
with threads of stubborn silk soaked in red;
Hands twisted uncomfortably in contortionist likeness.
The string wrangles with my fingers
dancing knots trapping them tightly
like finger flies, all caught up in the web.
And so I curse cleanliness, as string cuts flesh.