Caught between two spider webs
Checking out which way to hop
Facing present possibilities
Do I leap or chance a drop
I can feel a movement telling me
I haven’t long to go elsewhere
Too dark to find the anchor point
Maybe a jagged rock down there
Who knows what’s across the way
It’s too dark to trace the view
I sense a need to make my mind up now
Then realize I’m stuck with goo
By the time you get this message
I will have passed long by the date
Smothered in a web cocoon
A feast the spider ate
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