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Webs glisten

from moisture that clings

to reflect

the early morning sun


the dull and sticky

spider silk


Wonder hugs itself

joyfully suspended

in a fairy hammock

bejeweled with dew

’til innocence draws closer

to see who sleeps there


A spider laughs

(what would that sound like?)

at the naivety of humans

who find beauty

in a death trap

and devours a still struggling fly

for breakfast