Web of Lies

I've been caught in a web of lies As filthy as that beast crawling; Along each thread, I wonder how It flexes; does a lie retain it's shape After stretching to the limit? Or does it snap and free the prey? Look closely at the silk Do you not see that all its ilk Bears resemblance to the one nearby? Just pluck at the string And hear it ring And listen to them mutter. Sometimes the web of lies is spun Not by many, but by one The one that snags on the sticky thread; And struggles, then the web is woven You can't escape the tightened net It only narrows when you push Notice the geometry of the intricate web A Devil's star; the molecules stab Across the middle into an anvil It reverberates; then entropy wipes out The vibration you'll always hear and spout Until the pincers go right past your chin