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It’s done now.
He can’t go back.
That fly is in the spider’s web
And his chances of escape aren’t looking so well.
I watch as he wriggles and trembles,
Every appendage gripped in the tightly wound web.
The fly settles and I see the spider begin to scamper down
But her movements send the fly back into a frantic state.
The commotion sent the spider to retreat.
The fly was resilient.
He was a fighter. I wanted to tell him
That he should have just given up,
It would have been easier that way.
There was no use in fighting.
He was stuck there to wait
Until his imprisoner would come from behind and devour him.
It was simply a waiting game now.





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mskullgirl said...
Sept. 6, 2010 at 1:25 pm
LOVE the last line!
 
lostnhim said...
Sept. 4, 2010 at 10:10 pm
I like the visual this paints. Its a beautilful poem! Great Job!
 
Rea_124 replied...
Sept. 5, 2010 at 2:56 pm
thank you. i was layinbg on the porch one day and i saw a spiders web and this was inspired
 
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