At the screen again,
a one finger slide
and the globe is mine
messaging and sharing ,
like, poke, comment -
I make the lines
from site to site
they stretch out -
forceful, unseen
in morning's foggy dew
with sun simmering low,
everywhere seen anew
on garage door, washing line,
garden bushes, fences, walls -
the finery of webs
danger & wonder in single threads -
master spider, fly caught
like buzzard-barbs on rabbit
always one touch away -
both spinner and prey.
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