Is it all you thought it would be?
All you dreamed of?
The spider queen sits
fanning herself
in her papa-san throne
bamboo, a web of silk.
"There is nothing else here --
why do you look?"
I said you said I had to lose something.
Perhaps my self-deception
cast out of its nook.
Drop the act and be free.
See how long this took?
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