Image by CESAR AUGUSTO RAMIREZ VALLEJO from Pixabay This poem is for Neutria. Silk from her spinnerets drawn with deadly grace and placed just so,one stranduponanother.Opera drama in a poison web, a grasshopper MacBeth, twitching in throws of woe, a twitch too manyand he’s free, her web torn,ripped,useless.Need draws her to spin again, and hunger forces her to wait for the brainless fly or bumbling […]

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