Prompt Nine

In One’s Nature

The wind knocks
and his gossamer trap
is torn asunder –
he wakes, and rebuilds.

A boy on his way to school
tears through the fine filaments
of hexagonal brilliance –
she spins, anew.

The couples yell and break
promises; webs of lies leave
destruction in their paths –
they separate, and walk away.

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