𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆
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outside in the driveway their webs stretch
between the car and the trees
catching morning dew drops
waiting to be seen
inside they lurk in hidden corners
waiting unnoticed in shadow
hiding from our wrathful hand
one day when i leave
and come back to visit
i wonder if the spiders will recognize
my face, or the cobwebs on my heart
or will they be long gone by then
instead i will be the one stuck in corners
stretching my life out to be fragmented
unseen, unnoticed, yet ever afraid
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impermanence
Random[ impermanence ] • noun - the state or fact of lasting for only a limited period of time ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ➸ 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭/𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐦𝐬
