The Spider and the Snake

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The Spider and the Snake

There’s a big ol spider that lives over New York,

Scurrying from Brooklyn to the Bronx, or

Manhattan to Long Island.

His web is woven in crisscross,

Strong black seams that stretch all over

Creating eternal hotspots for fat spiteful pigeons

or landmarks that speak of home.

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No one tries to knock him down

Not the people, not the earth, not even

the silver snake that slides by his webs

day in and day out.  Night and day.

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He slips beneath the carefully laid wires

Avoiding the trap made for airplanes or helicopters

He dives deep in dark damp tunnels

 pops above, to lick up the last lingers of light when night falls,

and black spider threads, become invisible.