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Subject: Sewing With a Friend

Author:
andy

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Date Posted: 14:05:57 01/15/08 Tue

Sewing With a Friend

Sunrise, fast light, behind it planets still unnamed
I dance at daybreak hanging on to a dream gone by
like threads in a seam, it's not the one but the sum
of everything, that keeps us tight enough to sleep

The spider silks its web with an instinctive purpose
arms are legs, legs arms, moving independently
there is no need for wings when traps are set
they come to you in their frenzy and fall dead
hanging by a limb, a pittance for the effort

You spread mustard on your marbled rye
humming some tune that you forgot the words to
my foot begins to tap as you stop instantly
I am not a spider nor a fly, and you my dear
cannot weave a web though, you're fabulous in silk.

ajs

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