Spiders Lunch

dragonfly clings suspended in disbelief stops struggling for he can feel the strength of the ties getting stronger with each thrust and turn Spider smells lunch Something tasty, large, a grasshopper or a bumblebee perhaps dragonfly sighs sticky substance stronger every second like quicksand, it gets mightier with each movement must be the work of golden silk orb weaver Spider makes her way Toward the web smacking her lips dragonfly waits for her fate as greedy hungry predator approaches from the south excited about her juicy lunch