The poetic existence of the spider.
Eight legs and eight eyes.
How do they coordinate.
My pairs fail me often.
How can you live with quads.
Do spiders have teeth? Or is that why they prefer soup?
Do spiders complain at restaurants, of soup in their fly?
We have tested the spider. To wonder at the intricacies of the web.
It is not enough to observe.
Instead we must see, if they can be so productive while influenced by our chemicals.
We learn the web reflects the mind.
We learn their minds respond like ours.
We dismiss it as a novelty.
Damn nature.
May it never teach us anything.
Just look at their webs when they are on LSD.
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joe thompson
scfi lover, comic book geek, game nerd. Complete amateur trying to write something vaguely original.
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