Webs
You can't really understand
Them until you look
A spider's web
In-between two railings
Swinging in the wind
It almost looks like
The strands will rip apart
Barely holding on
By either end
It's almost like the web
Isn't even there
You have to look at it
In the right light
With the right angle
But not everybody
Likes spider webs
So that can be a good thing
Unless they run into it
Unwittingly
Where's the spider?
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