Web of Life

Web of Life

In the midst

of a pure blue dream of a day,

you shiver

as you face the truth.

This moment freezes time.

Oh sure,

time doesn’t really stop,

can’t stop,

can’t wait

but you are frozen

caught like a fly

in a spider’s web,

focused

on the shining silver

all around you,

waiting,

dreading,

waiting to feel

the message

vibrate

across the web,

“You’re next.”

You try

not to shudder,

try to be still,

hope to hide,

just

a little while

longer,

from death.

Words and photo are ©copyright Carol Steel.