silk

dragline that floats and whips sheer
across the cut
a pencil-thick polymer of this
would stop a 747 tear its wings right off
but it's dawn
their abdominal machines know nothing
but violet sensation

all scaffold of night
thick with insect life
waving its fronds

detail/nature/detail

this, this
the birth of shallow Buddhism

all over in the rain
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