Spider Web
I do not feel broke, even though I see the crack
Its minor, a spider web in a windshield
I can still see through the glass however,
I still function,
I still protect from stones that shoot speedy into the spider’s beauty
I work,
But someday I will need to be fixed,
The crack will grow,
For now I wait,
I trace the lines that make me
Well me,
Perfection is a fallacy in the argumentation of my wholeness
A Red Herring in flight
I work,
But someday I will need to be fixed,
The crack will grow,
Remain in tact
A puzzle piece cut with scissors to assume the position
Everything is in disorder
But it is held together
By Elmer and his orange cap,
Temporary as it may be
I work,
But someday I will need to be fixed,
The crack will grow,
Grow as it may,
I will just find the widow and the recluse to join my army
They will help delay me from the inevitable,
Venom possesses power and that will help to protect me
It will keep me as me
I Like me,
I work,
And isn’t that all that matters?