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Delicate Web
by S.J. TylerI drift from you
And its not exactly terrible
Youre confident
That its not the worst thing
And I know youre right
But I miss it either way
I used to be able to spin stories,
Settings and such stuff
But just like our friendship
Things seem like dust,
Scattered all over
Visible to the eye
But not to the hand,
Who has trouble collecting each wisp
And putting a mass back together again
So I cant weave anymore
My imagination is lost
To my naked eye
And my hand never could see it anyway
Blind and clumsy as it is
But my hand can probably repair
Dusting off what weve got
So that I can see clear
And move on from there
With a web
So I can keep what there was
And show you what we have to look forward to
08/21/2004 Posted on 08/21/2004
Copyright © 2025 S.J. Tyler
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