that first call alerts him,

eight legs run to the cot,

threads stream behind,

silken, the best he's got

each year they tighten,

vibrations excite more,

never stops watching,

repairs those that tore

escaping is impossible,

your destiny unfurling,

a decade like a second,

years like nets whirling

this one will never age

anymore than his web,

th...

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Thread-bear walks away, brave and curious

Travelling down a road

Knowing nothing about time and space

Happiness of the hangman, as

the Death Row fly is executed.

Silken threads, falling heart strings

There is death in crowns and crones, in the tender air

We are always cutting threads - or weaving them.

I slipped on folded paper that has more than pa...

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