Spider Web - Photo [modified] My Mom Gave Me
I haven't been inspired to write much of late... Too much heat and humidity... Too many entanglements that are complex, depressing and sticky...
"Too much... [as the song goes] too little... too late?"
Aging isn't fun...
Mistakes tend to haunt one...
The future [aging parents / our own mortality] becomes daunting...
The day becomes a battleground of responsibility versus "hey, I might not be here tomorrow..."
It seems, sometimes, like there have been "traps" laid everywhere.
Even for butterflies.
Especially for butterflies?
The "World Wide Web" is aptly named - is it not?
From the "personal to the political" (a play off an old feminist saying) one could easily get lost in this alternative universe where it is sometimes as hard to sort out the good from the not so... as it is in real life.
Sincere "voices" park right beside the cynics, the comics and the master manipulators...
Whilst "Miss Muffett" hums her innocent timeless tune...
Eats her gruel
Enjoys the summer breeze...
And takes time to analyze spiders...
Stomping [the organic cure] her feet
As necessary.
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