Spider's Web

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A mind in disarray is much like a spider’s web strewn in gold. There lies the ever anxious and diligent vigilant prey, caught within the embrace of twitching golden wire, a petrified display. Each symphonic chord struck thus wringing with a guttural cry desperate for desire. Only to be lost within the void of imagined scenario. Amongst these imagined realms lives a suspicion for that which is true- the clumsy loud spider now pillaging through. For her web is chaos strewn into streams of order- the connection of scatters made to look useful- serving its purpose nonetheless bearing meaning to its fruitfully tangled emptiness. And of the prey made to seem lost at her post? Fear not for her heart- for the web houses them both.

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[Thepensiveplayer]

Excellent poem! Sometimes we get lost in ourselves, while thinking to ourselves. Its like each strand of the spider web is a cell within our mind. To me, each of them represent a thought with action and purpose waiting for a deeper connection. As people we are so much more than our day to day lives. The depths of the mind can difficult to explore, but yet enrapturing along the way. :) I admire the way you write because it brings out the person you are and that's amazing. I implore you to keep going strong. I'd say, "there's more to you than meets the eye, and the more you write you'll find out why". take care.