unspoken words
sudden urge
and out they go
the foulest, crude placement of letters
but only fueled by the tomcat temper

but alas it was too late
royal blue india dye
crisp white parchment
one minuscule mishap
one tiny orb of navy
d i f f u s e d

and out come all tears not meant to be seen
out come all strings meant to be pulled
for they were only loose but it was child's play

and the orb effuses
into cruel beryl strands of
a spider's sinuous trap
and gone is the friendship that once was so foundated
a brick great wall
but picked to pieces not by chafe
but the utter ignorance of a gosssamer tank