Falling Through

Unfortunate spider, hissing down
your silver ladder, nature's innocence
and dagger has done you in. Brown bird,
wild without a thought of beauty or its
fragile lace-like mesh,ripped you from
your glittering castle. And now, I understand
the bloodless wound, ashes of a dying fire,
the secrecy of moonlight falling through
the empty spaces of my vestige heart.

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