Re-post Poetry: Fine by K Weber

Fine

I cringe with my
entire nervous
system at the spider’s
web then long
to place it
in my photograph.
There is almost
muscle where

the silks bind
together; opulent
curve and square.
I always step
into the prickly
glue of it, jump
back, attached, I
wield temporary

spinnerets; shudder
to shutter, I snap
back, snapshot mode,
as light hits
and the leftover
net turns tinsel. My
thigh as steady
as a dampened

noodle, I become
the spider’s toady,
cheering its best
angle. A battered
wing sighs, a fly;
tied to the web
as a damsel
on the railroad

track. Another picture
opportunity finds
me finding the right
cold-blood moment
before these
insects return
to respective exile.

AUTHOR BIO: K Weber lives and writes in southwestern Ohio. THIS ASSEMBLY is her 5th self-published online chapbook and audiobook project. Her writing has been included in issues of Memoir Mixtapes, Detritus Online, Black Bough Poetry, Writer’s Digest, Moonchild Magazine, Theta Wave and more! Her photography has appeared in such literary magazines as Barren Magazine and Nightingale & Sparrow. K earned her BA in Creative Writing from Miami University in 1999. More publishing credits and access to all of her online book projects at: http://kweberandherwords.wordpress.com Twitter: @KWandherwords

Photography by K Weber

By davidlonan1

David writes poetry, short stories, and writings that'll make you think or laugh, provoking you to examine images in your mind. To submit poetry, photography, art, please send to feversofthemind@gmail.com. Twitter: @davidLOnan1 + @feversof Facebook: DavidLONan1

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