Wednesday, January 07, 2009

arachnid

a poem on nature:

I am a spider
I spin beautiful webs
Yet when you approach you are stuck
in sucked in
then drained of life

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

i don't *think* you mean me...

i really hope you don't mean you!

-WhatSpider

January 7, 2009 at 5:05 PM  

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