Obsolete

A Poem by Dream Weaver

Please don't remind me because I haven't forgotten, the venom you’ve spewed was undeniably rotten!

With your model looks and your empty soul, how your nonchalant affection keeps on extracting control.

Your itinerary consists of I’ve got mine now you get yours, all in the name of secrecy behind closed doors.

Voracious expediency you use and abuse, for unsuspecting suitors you intend to bemuse.

I am but an insect tangled in your web of deceit, another victim who’s fallen another who’s obsolete.

© 2013 Dream Weaver

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Rob Santana

Man I've been caught in that web too many times. Good write.

Posted 11 Years Ago

11 Years Ago

Thanks Creeper, I think there are more people caught up in webs then we can count...

Frieda P

Oh what a tangled web we weave, when we practice to deceive! Yep, it's all in there, love that photo, it really tells the tale too. We start off as willing victims until our air supply is cut off, this wraps around me like silken threads of your web you cast here. Love it!

Posted 11 Years Ago

11 Years Ago

Thanks Frieda, I'm an expert when it comes to being caught up in a web, sometimes it's my fault but .. read more

11 Years Ago

Haha, sure sure...my pleasure ;-)

Veronica Chandler

Oh my goodness...Caught in the spiders web...again! Those webs are so invisible and strung so carefully across our path, that all we see is the dazzle on the other side of the web. Eventually we will learn almost nothing that glitters is actually gold. One thing my own experience has taught me is that if I am attracted to a "shiny bauble" I must turn and run screaming in the opposite direction or become once again hopelessly ensnared. Awesome write about an all to common experience, with the soulless, ravenous predators who look so incredibly amazing.