The Fly

By Emilieanna M.

I see the spider
it thinks it is
hiding
I am a fly
I see
the
hiding
spider
It is not hidden

But I am so
consumed with
looking at the
spider I
get caught
in the web

It now occurs
to me maybe
the spider was
not hiding
but the web
was

This is what
I feel life is
like it
hides

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