a spider weaves a new web each day
this we all know
what’s more interesting
is the way the spider eats the old threads
to recycle their essence into energy
there is no waste in a spider’s efforts
my heart is a weaver too
my love
a tangled web of threads
tying heart to heart to heart
spider silk is stronger than steel
but reality says that doesn’t matter
in the face of bigger badder things
a stick will always win
loving you is like spider silk
a paradox of strength and fragility
when you break our thread
it hurts
but I don’t waste it
I swallow the remnants of our love
and recycle it
into new ways to love others
or even new ways to love myself
spider [poem]
