Beautiful art, without a signature, Spider, Be proud of your work. Why do you hide there? Ashamed of your creation, the role you’re born to play? Do you mourn for the victims of the lies you convey? Knowing that you’ll trap them empirically, Feeding on their flesh, vampirically, Just like you did with me. Copyright © 2020 Brandon Ellrich
*If you enjoyed this poem, you might also like my short story Killer.
Brandon Ellrich, Writer/Author/Poet 
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Nice and short.
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This is so clever, Brandon! Spiderwebs really are art if you think about it. But I like how you talk about the roles we are born to play – lots of food for thought there.
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Thank you so much! I’m glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for commenting.
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This is a beautiful poem with wonderful imagery and a deep meaning. I love it!
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Thank you so much! I truly appreciate hearing your thoughts on it.
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Compelling and thought provoking!
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Love the cobweb. The poem is perfect with it!
Dwight
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Thanks!
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Lovely!
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Thanks! 😊
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