• every then the pain must ebb
    just to be caught in spider's web
    made of silk and none hold cheery
    catched me y thou so weary
    forever bound to eight sided pain
    never try 4 thou cant slain
    shattered mend 4 rooted mind
    steps lightly forth behind
    furry body and mind disdain
    gives way to my fury & pain
    splashes and ticks upon unguarded ground
    its silky web gone it found

    dashing all hope and following pain
    made my mind far from plain
    stickiness grasps forth to stay
    bounds me hold to where i lay
    and spider's web holds its shape
    shadowing forthward cape
    mind and pain form as one,
    spiders web holds happiness, none