Spider-webbing the
house
Seemingly everywhere,
catching the eye
semi-transparent
snares, crossing through
tickle lips fine
silken strands
swatted and
distracted. Hanging
particles, sun mote to
fall crumpled in
corners, snagged
on carpet nails,
hemming in the day.
Breaking my
concentration on the bills
dampening my will to
work.
That’s it. Pushed back
stool
scoots across linoleum.
Broom and
dustpan in hand,
shuffle up a pile
and toss them on this
page.
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