spider and the fly

i watch the fly
as it struggles
against the silken strands
of the web
wondering to myself
what the spider
whispers
as it engulfs
the wriggling mass

there is no fear
in the mutilfaceted
eyes of the fly
nor understanding
in the spider’s
own vacant gaze
just the struggle
of the soon to be
consumed as
the circle closes

i watch the fly
as it struggles
seeing myself
reflected
as i wriggle
against the silk
never quite
realizing
that i am
the spider as well
slowly mummifying
my own
insecurities securely

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