Spiderweb

Compressed predator instincts Exist in the most primitive dimension Textile complex of nerves Mixture of nebulas and herbs Blinking imperfect echoes Is it a crop of static points? Yet there’s no sign of growth No sprouting into a G minor code A multi-fingered park For a suicide octagon roll? Most probably Horde of wormholes on the wall Dementia brought cheese mentality Expose your paper gestures And fold Extreme fisherman-frontal jump Into the scribbled reflections of A starving point