The Long Game

By: Charles Giuliano - Oct 06, 2021

 

The Long Game

Spiders are fascinating
Such remarkable patience
From our window
We see them clinging
Spinning a web
Then hunkered down
The errant fly
Passing by
Stuck in place
Signed sealed delivered
Mummified meal
Saved for later
Food for thought
Not going anywhere
Static and still
Just being it seems
Cultivating stillness
The ultimate Taoists
How do they mate
Or communicate
Do they hook up
Some ritual dance
Fatal attraction
Such solitary creatures
How to emulate them
Letting the food
Come to us
Snared in our trap
Gossamer threads
Of sticky stuff
Web masters
Making no move
False or otherwise
Leaving to fate
A waiting game
Their mantra
I got you babe